After typing the message, Rosalind noticed the relationship icon between her and this Mr. Turner.
A small pink heart? And it slowly lit up as she initiated contact with him?
Rosalind’s fingers paused. Who designed this feature on the streaming platform? It was completely unnecessary.
Her channel moderator had asked if she wanted to give the VIP a special icon.
Rosalind had agreed without much thought, but now…
It wasn't appropriate to negotiate with someone under such a symbol.
Without hesitation, Rosalind opened her chat with the moderator.
“Are you there? Please remove this icon.” She sent a screenshot.
The reply was swift, but it was from an automated bot.
“Hello, how may I help you?”
Rosalind sent the account name. “Remove our icon.”
“Hello, since The SanctusTurner’s sole guardian is you, a request to remove the icon must be initiated by the other party. Alternatively, you can transfer to a live agent, and we can…”
Rosalind cut to the chase. “Live agent.”
“Hello, we are currently experiencing a high volume of inquiries. Your estimated wait time is 7 hours. To continue waiting, please press 1. To return to the automated service…”
Rosalind closed the chat window, a flicker of irritation in her eyes that only accentuated the beauty of her striking face.
A waste of time.
The young master hadn't replied yet.
Rosalind made herself a cup of tea and waited, her expression cool and aloof as she toyed with the amethyst pendant.
In the city center, at the Guild of Pax tower.
Warner had a number of partnership proposals to handle today, so his phone was being held by his new executive assistant.
Normally, an assistant wouldn't dare to look at their boss' personal phone.
After replying, Warner simply waited, showing no intention of returning to his work.
As an executive assistant, Harlan knew how to handle this. He immediately postponed the meeting scheduled for fifteen minutes from now to after dinner.
His mind was reeling.
If he wasn't mistaken, his boss had just opened the streaming platform owned by their group's internet subsidiary.
Was that… a guardian icon?
The boss was personally a guardian for a streamer?!!
Harlan told himself to stay calm and not show any reaction.
In reality, he had already opened the internal management group chat and sent a message.
“@Teresa Bailey. Mrs. Bailey, could you please prepare a report on the latest platform data and a detailed livestream operations proposal for me?”
“Teresa: Yes! Harlan, I’ll get right on it!”

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