Mr. Gold took a deep breath and looked directly at Olivia through the screen.

"You don’t know a thing about me, so there’s no way you’d grasp the level I’m at. Since when is kicking the governor out of this mediocre penthouse a big deal? I simply needed a place to keep my car. Is that a problem?"

He swirled his glass of wine then sipped.

Olivia was very irritated by his arrogance, but she just kept smiling like it was nothing. Her green eyes narrowed slightly as she leaned into her microphone.

[Since you’re so rich, Mr. Gold, I’m guessing you won’t mind if I audit you right here in front of your fans?]

With the way she presented the offer, there was no way he could say no to her. To decline would make him appear weak, and more than that, it would completely ruin his newly established reputation.

Mr. Gold took his last sip of wine and pulled his gold mask back down slightly to secure it.

"Go on then..."

Olivia smirked confidently.

[I guess a man like you operates under an anonymous Swiss trust. But anyone with a basic understanding of global finance knows that true independence needs an infrastructure. So tell me, what business are you actually in? Where are your logistics hubs? Which maritime shipping lines hold your cargo? What is your year-over-year asset turnover ratio?]

Mr. Gold remained still behind his desk.

Olivia’s smile went from sexy to quite vicious. It was like a shark sensing blood in the water. As a Grandmaster cultivator and a corporate apex predator, she knew exactly how to kill and dismantle a liar.

[Silence? As I thought.]

She stood up from her executive chair and smoothed down her tight purple pencil skirt, which suffocated due to her huge, motherly hips and curves.

Looking directly at the camera, she raised her voice for the entire stream to hear.

[Let’s stop the charade. A man with no public lineage, no corporate footprint, and no visible supply chain suddenly acquires a twelve-million-dollar penthouse and an fleet of hypercars? There’s only one answer.]

She pointed at the camera.

[You’re not an independent tycoon. You’re a kept little bird! You’re being secretly bankrolled by a powerful hidden matriarch who uses you as a flashy tax shelter and a pretty trophy to show off online! You bought all of this with an allowance from a woman of real power!]

Theere was a lot of sense in Olivia’s logic.

Then again, even if it didn’t make any sense, that was exactly what anyone in a women-led world would think.

[YO... SHE MIGHT BE ONTO SOMETHING!!! 😳]

[A sugar baby?! Mr. Gold is just a high-end sugar baby?! My life is a lie!]

[Honestly it makes sense, how else do you get a $12M penthouse in two seconds? Some ancient grandma matriarch is funding him!]

[Ew, so he’s just a shameless man with no real skills? Just living off a woman’s allowance? Gross 🤢 imagine a man that can’t cook and clean!]

[Queen Olivia has done it again!]

[Wait, let him cook though, look how calm he is!]

Mr. Gold still hadn’t said a word.

[Warning! Host’s reputation is dropping rapidly!]

[Due to Olivia’s analysis, Tier-1 Actress Clara regrets embarrassing herself earlier and feels she asked out a sheltered pig. Pop Star Lisa is deleting her previous comments! Host must embarrass Olivia and make sure to regain your reputation immediately!]

Olivia stood proudly on the screen, her arms folded tightly under her perky breasts in a way that gracefully put them out on display.

There was a sadistic look on her pretty face.

She wanted him to stammer, panic, or cut the live feed in unbearable shame.

Outing a man who could acquire the Imperial Lakeview Penthouse as a total fraud... she knew exactly what this would do to her reputation in the entire province. She’d be wanted by every man and praised by even the top women.

Right now, she was already the top beauty in Dragon Ridge City. After this? She would be ranked at the very top of all the powerful women above her. It was the ultimate win for the Hilton Group!

"Huhuhu~"

Mr. Gold chuckled softly.

The triumphant smile on Olivia’s moon-shaped face turned to mild shock, but she quickly forced herself to look cool and elegant again.

Mr. Gold shook his head disappointedly.

"An asset turnover ratio question? Really?"

He lounged casually in his chair.

"You think like an old-world industrialist trapped in a domestic market, Mrs. Hilton. But you’re not going to deceive me into revealing trade secrets or anything about my business. Do you think I’m stupid, or are you just that dumb?"

Olivia frowned. [What did you say?]

"Do you really think I don’t know that the Hilton Group still wastes 14% of its gross margin on standard port logistics and regional customs blockades?"

Thankfully, the little he’d learned back in Professor Astrid Welling’s Investments lecture was finally paying off. He hadn’t really listened to the coursework in class, but he was deeply curious about that beautiful professor, so he paid attention to her specific lecture.

Now, the system was feeding him the Hilton Group’s real-time market errors through his vision. He didn’t even fully understand how the macroeconomics worked... all he had to do was read it out loud.

Olivia’s eyes widened in horror.

[No way... how did you...]

Mr. Gold stood up from his chair to glare at the camera.

"You should be ashamed of yourself. You see a man succeeding, and your very first thought is to try and bring him down in front of other men who one day dream to be successful as well. Or are you just frustrated because you’re married to a worthless man? Your husband is just a regular cleaner at home, and meanwhile, your own daughter is out buying expensive cars for men and begging them to be her exclusive partner!"

Olivia’s face turned red as she lost her composure.

[WHO TOLD YOU THAT?!]

The viewers in the live chat went mental.

[WHAT?! HIGH-TIER LEAKED TEA?! 🐸☕]

[Quinn Hilton was begging a man?! Isn’t she the campus goddess?!]

[I never knew Quinn Hilton was that shameless to beg for a man’s affection!]

[Are all the Hilton family women like that?! 😂]

[Her husband is a cleaner? The supreme matriarch of Hilton Group is married to a mid-tier house husband who sweeps floors? LMFAO!]

Mr. Gold chuckled louder.

"Do you people really want to look up to a woman who doesn’t understand men and can’t even teach her own daughter how to properly approach a man? Her husband is a nobody, and her daughter is out here begging men for attention using expensive gifts. Isn’t it clear this woman is incompetent? She simply doesn’t even have the right to question me."

But that wasn’t enough for Mr. Gold. He needed to say what would really have the viewers spreading wild rumors about her, ensuring that no matter what dirt she tried to find on him in the future, it wouldn’t matter.

He needed the public to paint her as a bitter lady.

’THAT’S IT!’

Mr. Gold placed a hand on his chest and dramatically let out a hurtful, vulnerable sigh.

"How is it even possible... Mrs. Hilton, did you really do all of this just to get my attention?"

Olivia got mad and shouted furiously at her screen:

[I AM NOT DOING ANYTHING LIKE THAT!]

But the viewers were already sold.

[Bro, she definitely wants him 💀]

[She’s totally using the ’bully the boy you like’ tactic!]

ㄴ[Pffft grown ass woman btw]

[Look how mad she is, he exposed her!]

Olivia saw the comments scrolling past at lightning speed and got even angrier.

[SHUT UP! Stop believing what this worthless nobody of a man is saying, dammit!]

Mr. Gold smiled broadly under his mask.

"That must be it. Your daughter tries to express her feelings by buying gifts for men, and your own personal way is to attack the men you’re attracted to. Mrs. Hilton, you’re far too old to be a tsundere. Just because all these other beautiful women came onto my stream to express their feelings doesn’t mean you should try so hard to be different. Next time, just tell me how you feel, and I’ll gladly reject you."

Olivia turned red as she slammed both of her hands flat against her executive desk.

[BASTARD!]

Her face grew redder.

[SHE’S BLUSHING!!! 🤣🤣🤣]

[Omg look at her cheeks, Queen Olivia is a tsundere!]

[Mr. Gold is a psychological mastermind, he tamed the apex predator of Dragon Ridge City!]

[He’s actually so charming, I’m crying, king behavior!]

ㄴ[Zip it up when you’re done, son]

Mr. Gold held his chin with one hand as he tilted his head to clearly show the viewers that he was mockingly studying her curvaceous appearance.

This woman’s body is a work of art.

"Then again, I can always make an exception for the top beauty in Dragon Ridge City. After all, you came all this way just to beg for my attention. I really don’t see any other reason why a powerful woman like you should be so obsessed with my personal business... sigh~ it seems I’m too amazing. You like me, don’t you?"

Olivia was so red that it looked like actual steam was rising from her head. She was gnashing her perfectly white teeth in burning fury, but even in her rage, she still managed to look breathtakingly beautiful.

[I DON’T!]

Click.

She disconnected from the livestream.

Back in her luxury office.

Olivia sat heavily into her chair, her face burning hot.

She buried her face straight into her desk.

"I don’t like that animal! I don’t!"

...

On StarStream, the chat was moving too fast to read.

[SHE RAGE-QUIT!!! AHAHAHA! 💀💀💀]

[Mr. Gold standard victory! Elite counter-play!]

[Hilton Group stocks are going to plummet tomorrow morning, this is historic!]

Mr. Gold relaxed back into his luxurious chair and let out a quiet breath of relief. The danger was passed.

[Congrats to the Host! You’ve successfully protected your reputation and utterly humiliated a top matriarch in front of 1 million viewers!]

[Reputation restored! Tier-1 Actress Clara has sent you a private apology message! Pop Star Lisa has re-followed your account!]

[Notice! Host has successfully broken down Olivia Hilton’s hard, corporate exterior. This shock has unexpectedly made her subconscious mind open to the idea of liking a man. Warning: She is currently in a highly vulnerable emotional state. Host must make sure to charm her before any other desperate man does!]

Mr. Gold blinked beneath his mask.

"Eh?"

A new love interest route was open!