She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 174: Garbage Truck

Sean, a teenage boy addicted to the internet, snuck out to play games at an internet cafe again last night.

In his freshman year of high school, he became obsessed with a game called “Arena of Valor” and even formed a team with some fun buddies called “Shit under the turret”. As the founder of the team, he rightfully became their captain. Two years had passed since then and he had grown from a small Bronze player to now being a prestigious 125-star player. He excelled in playing jungle position.

The internet-addicted teenager had his own idol, not one of those fair- skinned beauties in showbiz or muscular football stars but rather an unknown legend in gaming named PeachThief.

In middle school, Sean stumbled upon an interview video featuring this talented player and was amazed by her skills so much that when he entered high school, he began idolizing PeachThief as well.

She was best at playing jungle champions, so Sean started playing these types of champions too.

The Season 17 was coming to an end, and the second half of the year marked the start of the annual professional player competition for the Season 18.

Sean’s team would participate in this competition where next week was just preliminary selection at school level.

As their captain, Sean naturally could not be absent so he spent all night practicing with his teammates until dawn.

Malaya was supposed to accompany Nora for this national art competition but she received a last-minute invitation from her friends who wanted to go mountain climbing today.

It angered Malaya that she was the last one being told.

Sean’s girlfriend, Mikaela, was receiving art training at a studio outside of school, a studio run by Xzavier and his friends. Today, they also

why aren’t we there yet?” yawned Sean while checking messages on his phone only realizing that Cheyenne topped trending

villa, Cheyenne had

that girl Kate had given her resources for a BL drama series, and in order to binge-watch it, she had stayed up until

stood in front of the calendar, looking utterly perplexed, thinking for a while with her toothbrush almost frozen in her mouth. She tilted her head, trying

Cultural Center. The competition starts in half an

asked as she spat out toothpaste foam into

the line. “You forgot? The bet you made

I forgot,” Cheyenne

it seemed like she might not make it

just

soon as that thought crossed her mind, she heard a loud engine

sanitation truck was parked outside with its music

head wearing a yellow sanitation cap – he actually looked

no choice but to take this ride since he didn’t have a car himself; calling for a taxi would waste precious minutes during rush

tractor he’d kept hidden away, but he couldn’t bear using it, so he found a garbage truck instead! After all, there was not

into the truck and fastened her seatbelt in the passenger seat.

dress, her hair adorned with purple curlers. She

don’t leave yet! I still have garbage

the gas pedal, driving out several dozen meters along the way.

there were people giving them way because