After our video, which my best friend and I made, went viral, her boyfriend wanted to be part of our team.

However, after pondering that her boyfriend, Marc Baker's style did not match ours, I turned him down.

I never expected Marc to storm into our livestream, smash things and shout at me.

He yelled, "Marie Laurent! You damn old hag! You’re just jealous that Stella Hill is loved and cared for, so you’re trying to drive a wedge between us!"

It was obvious to me that from this moment forward it would be hard for us to work together on this account.

I inquired about Stella's opinion, "How do you feel about this?"

Marc persuades Stella by saying, "A good wife helps me, your boyfriend, rise to greatness. I’ll pay her back a thousandfold in gold!”

Tears fell from Stella's eyes as she told me, "It's impossible for me to lose my love."

Fine. I'll assist them because I wish to see how the woman who leaves her career just for a man will have a happy ending.

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"Marie, you're a damn slut! I'm not a man if I can't make you taste your own medicine today!"

Marc barged in while Stella and I were broadcasting our, with over ten thousand viewers watching our live.

Realizing the severity of the situation, I immediately ended the live broadcast.

He charged at me while giving a menacing smile, "You’ve done everything to keep me out of the channel, just because you think Stella is too innocent and gullible and you’re afraid I’ll expose who you really are. If you don’t let me join, I’ll make sure your whole streaming career crashes and burns.”

I was stunned. This was the account that was created by Stella and me back in college. For the past three years, we have been building the channel together.

Meanwhile, Stella and Marc had only dated for the past three months.

By any measure, the man had zero claim to the channel.

I shot back, “Tell, me …. what did I ever lie to Stella about? Don’t throw out baseless accusations.”

With a calm and collected expression, he told me, "Stella was the one who made the account. So, according to the proportion of shares, Stella's founder and you’re second-in-command. However, you convinced her to split everything fifty-fifty with you."

He said again, “I won’t get into what happened before. However, now that Stella and I are together, I deserve a share of the channel."

"Stella has agreed this matter is managed by me and her. You're an outsider, who are you to get in the way of our matter."

It was true we used Stella's name when we registered the account. Stella and I agreed upon this. Back then, we were still students and never expected the account to become viral.

We had only made a verbal agreement to split all profits and shares equally. We had never put everything in writing.

Marc was clearly using that loophole to cause trouble.

The scorn in Marc's eyes directed at me, "What? Cat got your tongue now that you know you’re at fault?”

I couldn’t understand what Stella saw in a scumbag like him.

Since I did not want to waste another word on him. I turned and asked Stella, "Didn’t we agree from the start to split everything fifty-fifty?”

Stella looked awkward and was about to break down as she said, "You’re my best friend and business partner, but he’s my boyfriend, the one I might spend the rest of my life with. How am I supposed to choose between you two?”

I looked at Stella in despair. Although she said she could not choose, she actually had made a decision,

Marc, who had been dating Stella for less than a month, wanted to possess part of the profit.

“Our channel’s theme is about the friendship between best friends. Will it matter to add a man into the mix?"

From every angle you look at it, the whole threesome setup felt completely off. So, I promptly declined.

Since then, Marc held a grudge toward me.

In the beginning, Marc did not have the guts to confront me. He just kept sweet-talking Stella.

“A good wife helps her man rise to the top. I’ll shower her with riches in return!" he said.

“Baby, everything I do is for your good. Men don’t play mind games, we are not like Marie, who's so scheming that one can count."

“I don’t care about the money. I just don’t want people to look down on you for marrying a man ‘beneath’ you.”

Since this was the first time Stella fell in love, she was so naïve that she was easily seduced by Marc.

I even warned her out of concern that the reason Marc was with her was that he had impure intentions. I never dreamed that Stella would stab me in the back and tell Marc.

Marc rushed to scold me. He called me an unwanted old hag and if I sabotaged their relationship, I would die a miserable death.

Since Stella could not deter Marc, she asked for my forgiveness over and over again.

If it were not because of Stella, I would have cut ties with both of them a long time ago.

Today, Marc took it even further and made a scene during our livestream.

Meanwhile, Stella just accepted Marc's order.

“Don't cry, can't you be more assertive?”

I was beyond furious seeing Stella like that.

Marc snapped, "Why are you so mean? Stella is mine. You don't have the right to lecture her."

He then turned to Stella, "Honey, see … You regard her as your best friend, but she considers you as the enemy. If it weren't for me today, wouldn’t she have bullied you to death?”

Marc really had the victim card act down to an art.

I snapped back, “With talent like yours, you’re wasting your life not running a tea shop!”

The veins of Marc's forehead bulged.

He grabbed the ring light in the studio, slammed it to the ground and shattered everywhere. The shards went everywhere.

"I let you have a live broadcast! Let you do a live broadcast! Just because I was polite to you, do you really think you're some hotshot?"

"Marc! Stop this!" Stella screamed. She was so afraid to see how unhinged Marc was.

However, no one could rein him in from doing something stupid.

At some point, I wondered if Marc had an ultra-high male ego.

“Fine! Stop smashing things. I’ll let you join,” I said as I saw him wreck our studio. I had no choice but to back down.

Only then did Marc stop destroying the studio. He looked so smug like he had managed to do his scheme.

He began to lecture me, "See? If only you had done it earlier, things would be better. As a woman, it's no use to be successful in your career. No, how much you earn, you still have to marry eventually. Don't you know as a woman, our job is to be a good wife and mother."

It's absolutely disgusting.

I wasn’t compromising because I was scared of him. It was because today was the annual shopping festival.

We had a contract, so we had to finish this live broadcast. If we failed to do that, me and Stella could go bankrupt.

Clearly, Marc had especially picked today to make trouble.

“Marie, I knew you cared about me the most!” Stella hopped and hugged me tightly.

I peeled her off me and said coldly, “Don’t celebrate just yet. I’m not done.”

“Damn woman, now what are you scheming?” Marc's anger flared again.

"Like I told you before, I'm not against you personally. I just think your presence clashes with our channel’s vibe. If the fans react badly to you, you’ll have to back out and you are not allowed to stir up trouble again … period.”

"You!"

Marc rudely flipped me off but Stella managed to coax him.

"Marie is right," she said, "If the fans don’t like it and the channel tanks, it’ll hurt all of us. Marc, please ...for my sake, can’t you behave?”

“Okay, baby, I’ll listen to you.”

Marc cupped her face in his hands, full of arrogant confidence. “I’m handsome and lovable. Why wouldn’t the fans accept me?"

“Some people are just insecure about their looks and afraid I’ll steal their spotlight," he sneered.

I didn’t have time to waste arguing with this testosterone-filled drama king. My only focus now was getting through today’s streaming event.

As for Stella, having that kind of man, all I could say was good luck.

I thought letting Marc join would finally bring some peace.

However, the first time we filmed a video together, he began to make a scene.

The original video idea was about Stella and me building our business together. We were showcasing strong, independent women supporting each other.

Marc looked disgusted after hearing the original video concept. He said, "The fans had already been bored of seeing this kind of small talk between small women all day long."

“The content of the video should be explosive and conflictual, you guys don't understand this kind of advanced filming technique, right?” he said.

He proposed changing the video content. He would play the role of a domineering president, Stella would be the sweet, submissive wife and I would be the vicious girlfriend who was creating trouble.

The man actually believed no one could see he was scheming. This move would make him the main character while Stella and I were reduced to his sidekicks. So, obviously, I refused.

“Don’t be difficult for no reason! I’m doing this for our own benefit. Nowadays, every influencer is trying to reinvent themselves, so if you keep recycling the same content, you’ll be left behind!” Marc snapped impatiently.

What a load of crap!

Our account was obviously at the place when the traffic was at its best. It means the market nowadays likes this kind of content. So, even if we did want to rebrand, now was not the time.

However, Marc was so self-centered, that he could not handle a single opposition at all.

“Well, Stella and I both agreed. That’s two against one, so the majority rules. You can join or leave,” he said smugly.

I looked at Stella as I silently asked her.

She avoided my eyes, while hiding behind Marc and whispered, “Marie, just try Marc's way once, okay? We have that lipstick and deal, and if we don’t shoot something soon, we’ll breach the contract .…”

Now she remembered about breaching the contract.

I was so angry I could feel my heart shaking. However, I masked the ache and worked together with them to shoot the video.

The moment we posted the new video, with a totally different style, it caused a strong reaction from the fans.

“I hate to say it, but I’m out.”

"What's going on with this sudden change of style? You didn't give us any heads-up at all! Can you at least consider how your fans feel?”

“Who is this guy? Does he really think he’s hot? He’s gross and sleazy.”

“Two beautiful women are so eye-catching, but they have to insert a pig-headed man, is this account going to take the funny route?”

“Isn’t this Stella’s boyfriend? I think she mentioned she was dating.”

“No way! I hate this kind of sisterhood business, one of them is in love and she demands to drag a man into the business, it's even more disgusting than eating a fly.”

The negative comments flooded the video.

Marc was unabashed. Instead, he patted himself on the back as he said, "See, how great I am? The number of comments on one of my videos is worth ten of yours.”

I was standing at the side with my hands folded in my chest and sneered, "Yeah, right. It gathered ten times bad reviews and got twenty times fewer likes. What a win!"

Marc snorted coldly, “You're just jealous of me, you women are just small-minded, nothing like a big man like me who is dedicated to his career.”

A man who lived off his girlfriend thought highly of himself. Perhaps he was hallucinating because he had eaten too much of toxic mushrooms.

Since he was so sure of himself, let him face the backlash.

The next day, when I went live broadcast, the number of people online in the live room soared to one hundred thousand people. Almost all of them were there to roast Marc.

However, he just smiled and popped champagne in the live broadcast room to celebrate the boost of the traffic.

He brushed off the negative comments as "he was still learning in filming", "this is part of the transition process", "they are trolls" and "they are the losers who are jealous of him."

Marc's strategy to cope with it was to shoot more videos so the fans would get used to the new styles.

Only someone like him would force fans to accept loads of garbage.

I thought he had already stooped pretty low and yet, I did not realize some people dare to use any underhanded tactics for the sake of profit.

During one of our livestreams, just as I was introducing a product .…