Old Master Hawthorne said impatiently, "How would I know people from the internet?"
Despite what he said, he still tapped on the profile picture of the number one contributor.
One look, and he knew why Uncle Cameron had said that.
He didn't just know him.
He knew him all too well!
"When did Vince start slacking off like this?"
Old Master Hawthorne's tone was sour as he grumbled, "Instead of running his law firm, he's wasting time on his phone? Watching live streams? He's even tipping a female streamer! How depraved!"
'If watching a live stream is slacking off, then what are you doing, sir?'
Uncle Cameron thought to himself but didn't say a word.
Old Master Hawthorne pulled out another phone to call Vincent Hawthorne. 'That brat! I have to chew him out.'
But Vincent Hawthorne didn't answer.
In the live stream, Faye Vaughn finished a song and said sweetly, "Thank you so much to our number one, Mr. Hawthorne. That last song was dedicated to you."
