“Compared to you, I am a newbie. God, can you please guide me in the game more often? Please consider doing it because I am so weak. Sob.” North wrote.

“Okay.” Seven responded.

“God, you are the best! Oh, yeah. Are you a professional player?” North asked.

“No.” Seven replied.

When Stanley Batton returned, the first thing he saw was the messages Sharon Lindt sent on her phone. He immediately started frowning.

Did his mother just ruin his heroic reputation? Did she claim that he was weak and helpless and asked someone to guide him?

Sob?

God, you are the best?

Earlier, Stanley had rejected the person upfront. Now that Sharon had said these things about Stanley, how would that person think?

“Mom, why did you do that?” Stanley asked unhappily.

“What did I do? Can’t I just play with her?” Sharon asked.

my

of my friend requests. Therefore, I will use your account whenever I want

a

me,” Sharon retorted. After that, she continued to chat

so

think she is definitely a

sent her

Sharon immediately felt overwhelmed.

with the best player in the country. Aren’t you jealous?”

he picked up his mouse and turned off

are you doing? What if Seven gets mad?” Sharon instantly had a sullen expression on her

you want to play, use your account,” Stanley

resist rolling her

play just because you won’t let me? I know your password,” Sharon said. Hence, Sharon turned the computer on and logged into the game to

sighed disappointedly before opening the chatbox. “I’m sorry, Seven. My dog accidentally pressed on the power button and turned off the computer.” She

convinced that Seven would no longer be mad at her.

midnight from the clock on the laptop, she

getting late. Don’t go to bed too late. Staying up late isn’t

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