Although Leo Ziegler had just been beaned by a dog-shaped pillow, he was over the moon. Because the director's voice came through his earpiece: "Keep it up! The livestream viewer count just broke five million!"
The stream had started the moment they walked in, and in less than five minutes, the viewer count had surpassed five million.
Love, Just Go for It had already aired for two seasons. It wasn't that they hadn't invited A-list celebrities before, but they had never seen numbers this high.
It was a huge shot in the arm.
"Your Highness, your royal chariot is ready. It is time for us to depart!" Leo Ziegler was in such a good mood that he ad-libbed, changing his scripted lines.
"Ugh... Mr. Ziegler?" Ivy Holden mumbled, poking her head out from under the covers. Her shoulder-length hair was a tangled mess, like a bird's nest.
She looked so sleepy she could barely open her eyes, a sight that inexplicably tugged at one's heartstrings.
