Chapter 122
"Daniel." Emily Smith swiped to answer the call, her voice soft.
"Emily, are you busy?" Daniel Chen's warm voice came through the receiver.
Her fingers absently traced the edge of the desk. "I happen to be free today."
"Are you available at eight tonight?" He paused. "The fans have been asking for a livestream."
"Livestream?" Her breath hitched slightly.
"The new audiobook surpassed 500 million plays. Everyone wants to hear us chat about it." Daniel chuckled. "We don't have to meet in person—just connect from our own homes."
Emily bit her lower lip. She'd seen the comments, but she was worried about William Johnson's reaction.
"Daniel..." she hesitated before asking, "Are you really leaving the voice-acting industry?"
Silence stretched for a few seconds.
"You can stand on your own now." His voice carried quiet acceptance. "You don't need me to guide you anymore."
Her eyes suddenly burned.
"I'm sorry..." She took a deep breath. "Eight o'clock. I'll be waiting for your call."
As she hung up, Mia Harris's fork was already pointed at her nose.
"Spill it!" Mia narrowed her eyes. "Who is this senior that made your eyes turn red?"
Emily sighed and explained everything about Daniel.
"Tsk, what a waste to let a man like that slip away." Mia shook her head dramatically. "If it were me—"
"Eat your food!" Emily stuffed a rib into Mia's mouth. "Do you still want your Monday work gift or not?"
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7:50 PM, Sky City Apartments.
Emily adjusted her equipment as a notification chimed in her ear. Daniel sent the livestream link.
At exactly eight, the moment the stream went live, comments flooded in like a tidal wave.
[Finally! We've been waiting for you!]
[I've listened to the new book ten times—it's not enough!]
[Let the gifts roll in!]
"Good evening, everyone." Emily's voice was sweet and clear. "This is Emily."
"And this is Daniel." His smooth voice overlapped with hers.
The viewer count skyrocketed, and gift animations exploded across the screen. They took turns answering questions, sometimes finishing each other's sentences, other times playfully teasing one another. The audience soon surpassed 100,000.
"Next up is the fan mail segment," Daniel said with a smile.
Emily was about to respond when the sound of a key turning in the front door lock cut through the air.
Her breath caught as she turned toward the entrance.