Riches in Disguise

Benjamin remarked, "Lina's unbelievable! If she wants to stream, she could do it on her own channel. Why did she barge into Felicia's room to steal her top

supporter?"

Matthew scoffed. "That's just how she is. She betrayed William by hooking up with his roommate, and now she's betraying her friend to chase after money. She'll get what's coming to her eventually!"

Matthew had voiced exactly what I was thinking. With that kind of attitude, karma would catch up to Lina sooner or later.

The next day, as we walked into class, we could hear everyone buzzing about Anonymous. Meanwhile, Felicia was back to her usual self, with her hair tied up in a ponytail, wearing black-framed glasses, and a baggy t-shirt and jeans. She looked nothing like the sultry image from the stream last night.

As she sat at her desk, Felicia scanned the classroom intently, probably looking for her mysterious supporter. When she noticed us walk in, our eyes met briefly. Instead of the usual look of disgust most girls gave me, she offered a friendly smile before continuing her search.

I was a little surprised. Knowing my reputation, the fact that Felicia could still smile at me was unexpected. I bet she would have never guessed that I was actually Anonymous.

I also noticed Jason, usually so arrogant, now slumped at his desk with headphones on, playing games on his phone. His usual crowd of friends had abandoned him to join the speculation about Anonymous' identity.noveldrama

Just then, Felicia stood up, breaking the chatter. "I know most of you watched my stream last night. If Anonymous is here, could you let me know privately? I just want to thank you in person. I won't bother you, I promise."

After that, she bowed nervously to the class before quickly sitting back down, clearly uncomfortable with the attention. Seeing such a shy girl force herself to stream for her grandfather's sake was touching.

Looking at her sincere expression, I decided to message her through our college's messaging platform. "I'm Anonymous."

She accepted my message request immediately and responded excitedly, "You're Anonymous? Really? Who are you?"

"I'm William White," I replied. From where I sat, I could see her face cycle through shock and disbelief.

There was no response for a long time, but I did not blame her for her reaction. My reputation in the department was not great-I was known for being arrogant and showy. So, she was probably wondering if I was just messing with her, considering how many guys had likely tried to trick her since last night.

I quickly sent another message. "I can prove it over lunch. I'll show you my account."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the gate," she replied.

I chuckled. We were in the same classroom, yet she wanted to meet far from prying eyes. She clearly did not want to be seen with me.

Nonetheless, I did not call her out and simply typed, "Sure."

After class, I said goodbye to Matthew and the others and headed to the school

gate. Sure enough, Felicia was there, nervously looking around. When she spotted me, she hurried over.

"William White..." she squinted through her thick glasses. "Is it really you?" "Yes," I replied simply.