The Billionaire's Cursed Heiress
Chapter 83: RESULTS 2

Chapter 83: Chapter 83: RESULTS 2

As she read the questions continuing to flash on the screen, Zara couldn’t help but chuckle seeing what these fans of hers were most curious about.

She spent roughly five minutes picking the questions she wanted to answer before she started answering.

"Okay, guys. For now, stop sending your questions. I am not sure how many questions I will be able to answer, but I can assure you that I will have my team compile your questions and do more sessions in the future when I have time."

"So, without wasting too much time guys since we don’t have much time till the designated time, we are all looking forward to, I will answer as much as I can," Zara said in a promising tone as she adjusted her sitting posture.

[We can do it the whole day. After all, we only need to cast a vote and wait till the voting period is done.]

[Your words make sense.]

[Let’s just see what she will pick.]

Zara pretended as if she hadn’t seen the comment section and began responding to the earlier questions.

"My name, my family, call me Zara or Princess. But I won’t share my last name," she responded with a smile without feeling any heavy burden of revealing her true name.

[Oh! No wonder why they called you princess. Zara, what a beautiful name.]

[I bet her parents love her so much. Just look at everything.]

[I will name my baby after you.]

"As for my actual age. Hehe," she couldn’t help but chuckle as she thought of her small body, which didn’t correspond to her age at all.

But thinking that hiding it would never change a thing, Zara, who had gotten accustomed to her fans who had brought her joy in her daily life, didn’t want to let them down. Besides, wasn’t she alive right now?

"You might be shocked when you hear it!" she raised her brows while letting out a soft chuckle as comments continued to pour in.

After reading a few reassuring comments from the fans, she exhaled deeply before giving them what they wanted, "I was born on the 15th of June and I will be turning twenty-three next month," and by doing so, she felt as if another heavy burden had finally fallen off her shoulders.

[OMG! I wasn’t expecting such a revelation.]

[She doesn’t look that old at all.]

[She might be playing with us. How is that possible?]

[Damn I suddenly feel sorry for her. What kind of sickness is that ruthless?]

"I haven’t been to a physical school in over a decade. But I did attend an online school. And since I am over twenty, I am no longer going to school, but if a chance to go and study one arises, I might consider going. I think it will be fine."

"I have a terminal illness, but my guess now is that I am slowly getting better somehow. Maybe, as they say, miracles do happen and I happen to be one recipient. So, let’s just wait and see. So, for now, I am not dying."

"My favorite color ..."

With her answering some questions, time quickly trickled by and soon the reminder of the voting poll going LIVE in thirty seconds started showing on the screen.

"I guess that ends the Q&A session for today! I know that you want to go on but have mercy on me. I need to take a rest, otherwise, I might go mute for a couple of days!" she joked with the viewers, doing her best to escape from the tragedy of answering strange questions.

[Fine. I guess we should be content.]

[At least I now know the name of my favorite streamer. Zara, princess, I love you.]

[It has started guys. I am going to Ioniq. See you in a bit.]

[Me too.]

[I just came from there. It’s really competitive.]

Zara watched as the number of viewers drastically dropped, but she didn’t panic. After all, she knew that the traffic to her Ioniq account was going to be a hit.

In order to see what was going on there, Zara typed a command on her tablet and moments shortly, the screen was split in half.

All the viewers knew that something was about to happen, but they just didn’t know what exactly she was up to.

But moments later, when they saw a familiar Ioniq account, they all understood what she was up to.

"I know that all of you are curious, so until the voting period ends in thirty minutes, we will all be watching the progress of the poll. All the best of luck to all of you who are participating!" Zara cheerfully wished the best to everyone before she picked up her phone and began typing something.

As for the fans and viewers, they had other things to keep them entertained.

[MOM: Darling, what do you want Mommy to prepare for you?]

[MOM: Can Mom have the first scarf you have knitted?]

[MOM: My baby is brave!]

[MOM: Mom loves you always. Remember that dear. Always.]

Seeing the texts from her mother, Zara felt guilty for all the reasons one could dig.

She was unfilial for so many years and caused too much heartache and pain to her mother. She refused to talk to her for many years, gave her a cold shoulder and treated her as if she wasn’t worthy.

Now that she was recovering, she wanted to make up for the lost time between them. Another reason why she started all of this in the first place. And since a second chance was given to her, she didn’t dare play with it.

[Anything you prepare for me; I will like it.]

[Um. If you want it, then I will keep it for you. I will make you a better one in the future.]

[I will continue to be brave. Just cheer me up all the time and I will make sure that one day I stand tall in front of you.]

[I love you too, Mom.]