“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.

is my account,” Stanley

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

with a serious

Sharon retorted. After that,

so

she is definitely

then, Seven sent her

Sharon immediately felt overwhelmed.

best player in the country. Aren’t you

he picked up his mouse and turned off the

mad?” Sharon

to play, use your account,” Stanley said before walking away

could not resist rolling her eyes

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

she realized that Seven was already in another game. Sharon sighed disappointedly before opening the chatbox. “I’m sorry, Seven. My dog accidentally pressed

that Seven would no longer be mad at

Sharon noticed it was already midnight from the clock

late. Staying up late isn’t

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