For the past few days, because Carson had to undergo surgery, Grace had not drawnics properly


    for a few days. She had to update it today.


    As soon as Grace returned home, she turned off her phone and drew seriously.


    By the time he finished updating, it was already eleven o’clock at night. Only then did Grace turn on her


    phone.


    Suddenly, she received a message on her phone. [Your work, “She Came From the Dust” received a tip


    of 100,000 gold coins.]


    Grace stared at the zeros and counted them carefully five times. She rubbed her eyes and stared at the


    name of the work. It was indeed herics. There was no mistake.


    Grace considered 100,000 gold coins to be a substantial amount.


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    dors. She couldn’t shake the feeling that this generous indivo put it differently, it was akin to two


    thousand


    had mistakenly tipped the wrong person.


    She directly replied to the reader whose nickname was a full stop in thements section.


    “Did you tip the wrong person?”


    The reader did not reply to her, but in less than five seconds, she received another tip notification.


    The other party tipped her another two thousand dors.


    Grace was dumbfounded. This reader was using his actions to tell her that he did not reward her


    wrongly. He was rewarding her.


    She checked the other party’s information and realized that his ount was a new ount. She was


    the onlyic on the bookshelf, and thements were empty.


    She thought for a moment and replied, “Thank you, but you don’t have to spend so much money.”


    She sent her message, but he still didn’t get any reply.


    However, after a few seconds, she received ten tips in a row. Each of them was two thousand dors.


    The tform’s single tip limit was only two thousand dors. She wondered if this big shot would spend


    200 thousand dors if there was no upper limit.


    Grace’s heart was pounding. She felt like she was going to be crushed by money.


    Her fingers were trembling as she held the phone. This big shot rewarded her just because of a


    disagreement.


    Because of this big shot’s tipping, herics became popr on the tform. The tipping rankings,


    collection rankings, and reading rankings came one after another.


    Thements section was extremely lively.


    At exactly that moment, in the master bedroom of the Francis estate, Briany on the bed with his


    phone in hand. He observed asments umted one by one below. Some discussed her


    comics, others the plot, and a segment of people tagged him, urging him to exercise restraint.


    Suddenly, a badment jumped into his line of sight.


    “The plot is in and not exciting enough.”


    Brian frowned and replied, “Scram if you don’t want to see it.”


    Although thisics was mostly positive, there were still a few people who liked to be picky.


    Brian never hesitated to fire back with venomous replies whenever he came across negative


    comments.


    On the other side, Grace was also scrolling through thements. She thought that the other party


    must have gone crazy and sent gifts randomly. When she saw the other party criticizing the readers


    who gave bad reviews one by one, she realized that the other party was really looking at herics


    seriously.


    Seeing the other party’sments, she couldn’t help butugh out loud.


    However, as she read, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity from the other party’s words.


    Grace tried to reply to him again, but he still did not receive a reply.


    The other party scolded all the readers who had given him bad reviews. Only when the other party did


    not dare to say anything else did thements section finally quieten down.


    At this moment, she received five more tips.


    Then, the world returned to calmness. Grace looked at the time. It was almost midnight.


    Gracey on the bed. Because of the tip, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.