The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 762

Chapter 762: Chapter 762 Showing Support
Her gaze was soft and focused on the camera, and the six men couldn’t help but smile, their attention fixed on their phone screens. Coincidentally, they were all in their respective offices, eating their meals while their assistants provided reports before heading off for their own breaks.

She began as she clasped her hands together with a bright smile.”Good evening, everyone! Tonight, I just wanted to share a little moment from my day—specifically, what I’m having for dinner.”

Her smile widened as she gestured to the person behind her.”My dear friend Hannah,” she said, as she briefly shifted to show Hannah standing politely with her hands clasped in front of her. Hannah gave a respectful bow, and next to her was Amy, who waved cheerfully at the camera.

“Hannah prepared this amazing spread of delicious Vietnamese food, and since there’s so much of it, I thought it would be a shame to enjoy it all by myself. So I decided to do a livestream,” Hera continued warmly.

“I know things have been a little tense lately with everything that’s happening around us. Instead of adding to the weight on your shoulders, I wanted to share a little light and joy—something small to help ease your evening and bring a bit of comfort before bed.”

Her voice was gentle but steady, eloquent yet sincere. Viewers quickly flooded the chat with praise, touched by her warmth and positivity. As the comments rolled in, the viewer count continued to climb, reflecting just how much people appreciated her thoughtfulness.

Then a series of rocket gifts flooded her screen even before she started her mukhbang.

[NorthernDuke: Rocket x99]

[NorthernDuke: Rocket x99]

[GoldenLight: Rocket x99]

[FatherOfCaduceus: Rocket x99]

[EntertainmentKing: Rocket x99]

[SilverEmperor: Rocket x99]

Dave was also watching the livestream, and he felt a strong urge to send a gift too—especially now that the other five were subtly showing off, making it obvious they were watching and that they cared about Hera. He didn’t want Hera to think he didn’t care or was too busy to check in on her.

But at the same time, sending a gift publicly could backfire. If the netizens noticed, they might question his priorities. After all, he was spearheading a serious war on drugs campaign.

If people saw him watching a mukbang livestream instead of being fully immersed in cracking down on cartels, it could stir public dissatisfaction.

Caught between wanting to show Hera he cared and maintaining his public image, Dave was truly torn.

“Young Minister, why not send her a gift directly to her bank account instead?” Dave’s assistant suggested, noticing his boss falling into deep contemplation.

“Wouldn’t that be better? On this livestreaming platform, the company takes nearly half of the streamer’s income, so she won’t receive the full amount of your gift. But if you transfer it straight to Young Madam’s account, she’ll receive everything without deductions. That way, she can use the full amount however she wants, and it ensures that her hard work benefits her entirely.”

The assistant glanced at Dave, a knowing smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Lately, work had been surprisingly smooth—no more chasing Dave down or dragging him back to meetings.

Dave had become unusually focused and motivated, which was both a relief and a mystery until the assistant did a bit of digging.

The cause? A certain young woman named Hera.

With that discovery, the assistant developed a favorable impression of her. If this girl could help keep Dave grounded and responsible, then she deserved a little support.

A gentle push toward his love life couldn’t hurt—and honestly, the Carson family would be thrilled to know Dave had finally found someone special.

Hearing his assistant’s suggestion, Dave’s eyes lit up with a spark of realization. He gave his assistant an appreciative nod, then immediately opened his online banking app. Without hesitation, he transferred $1 million directly to Hera.

Money wasn’t an issue for him—if it were up to Dave, he’d hand over all his assets to her without a second thought. But he held back, not wanting Hera to misunderstand his intentions.

The last thing he wanted was for her to think he was trying to buy her affection. He wanted to support her, not make her feel like a transaction.

Still, this quiet gesture was his way of saying: I’m thinking of you. I care.

…

[Six Musketeers Group Chat]

[Rafael: Looks like our boy Dave’s either too busy… or too broke to send our girl some love online. (¬‿¬)]

[Zhane: Probably hiding so the public won’t know he’s slacking off during work hours.]

[Zhane: ヾ(´(ｴ)｀ﾉﾞ]

[Xavier: Trying to save face, huh? He’s probably sweating bullets right now, wondering how to send a gift without getting exposed. (￣▽￣)ノ＿彡]

[Dave: HA! You motherfuckers, lo and behold! (Image_Attached)]

[Dave: Instead of tossing coins to the streaming platform and letting them take half, I wired a direct transfer to my sweetheart’s account! FULL amount, baby! Y’all are the real clowns here.]

[Leo: Tch. Using your brain for once… but not enough. You think Hera needs that little cash? We’re boosting her visibility, idiot. All those gifts push her stream higher in the rankings—better exposure, better career boost. Stupid dog.]

[Dave: AH!!]

[Dave: (」ﾟДﾟ」)]

[Dave: Dang it!!]

[Dave: Fuck!]

…

At that moment, Dave was filled with righteous indignation. He felt defeated—but giving up wasn’t in his nature. Determined to catch up, he swiftly created a new account, topped it up with cash, and started sending gifts like his life depended on it.

His assistant, watching from the side, could only shake his head in resignation. Dave wouldn’t even flinch when staring down dangerous criminals, but here he was, visibly panicking over missing the real point behind the gift-giving strategy.

[Sweetheart_Iam_Your_Little_Doggie: Rocket x99]

[Sweetheart_Iam_Your_Little_Doggie: Rocket x99]

[Sweetheart_Iam_Your_Little_Doggie: Rocket x99]

…

Hera hadn’t even taken her first bite when her screen was suddenly flooded with virtual gifts. One new user in particular—Sweetheart_Iam_Your_Little_Doggie—was throwing money around like a second-generation young master with too much cash and no sense.

Hera felt a headache coming on. She wanted to refund everything, especially after receiving a bank notification showing a direct transfer from Dave. She had no idea what was going on anymore.

But then, she noticed familiar usernames like NorthernDuke, and it clicked—Leo and the others were watching and supporting her. Her smile brightened instantly, so much so that even the viewers in the stream couldn’t help but be captivated. With that, she finally picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.

Although Hera had a stunning figure and a slim waist, many viewers assumed she’d only take a few polite bites of each dish and stop there. But to their surprise, Hera truly committed to the mukbang—digging in with enthusiasm, savoring every bite, and nodding in delight each time she tasted something she liked.

Of course she could eat—Hera was a proud foodie. Long before becoming a celebrity, her social media feed was filled with snapshots of picturesque travel spots and mouthwatering dishes from the best restaurants she could find.

Now, watching her enjoy this feast so wholeheartedly, it was clear just how much she genuinely loved good food.

Those watching the livestream suddenly found their appetites awakened. Even Luke, Leo, Dave, Rafael, Zhane, and Xavier—who had just been locked in a lighthearted competition over who could shower Hera with more gifts—paused their antics.

Moments ago, none of them had much interest in their meals, intending to take just a few bites before diving back into work, as they often did when swamped with tasks.