She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 564: Pentakill

After annihilating the enemy team with a pentakill, Cheyenne stood atop their lifeless bodies, her slender fingers gliding across the keyboard as she typed quickly. Cheyenne: "Your only way out is to surrender."

"No way, we can't surrender even if we die. I don't believe she can kill five of us at once. Let's group up!"

Reece watched in awe, unsure whether to commend him for his bravery or criticize him for his ignorance.

Indeed, after two pentakills, the enemy team's morale was shattered.

Cheyenne secured 25 kills from the enemy team without dying once.

Desperate, the enemy sent a pleading emoji.

This time, the enemy promptly pressed the surrender button.

"Victory!"

As expected, Cheyenne was the MVP with a rating of 14. 8, casually dismissing it with a lip curl.

Softly, she murmured, "It's been a while since I played a game. I never imagined that I couldn't even get thirty kills now."

On the side, Reece looked at his own performance, utterly dumbfounded.

0-0-0!!!

manage to get a single assist

being carried by his teammates felt good, Reece felt no sense

final screen, the enemy teammates whom she had effortlessly slain flooded her with friend

be your disciple? I'll carry your bags

want to rank up, please carry me to

was wrong,

and confidently typed a series of words on the screen, void of profanity yet

the game page, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared

before her, wearing a smile that sought

Cheyenne's smile gradually froze and then disappeared completely. She asked calmly, "What

long time since I last saw you,

into a sarcastic

treated Nora with utmost care. In her childhood, she might have found it unfair, but now, she didn't care anymore.

front of others, her response made George lose face even more, but his initial goal had not been achieved, so he could only smile superficially and wait. "Cheyenne, don't be like this. I'm genuinely worried about you. If you have some free time, why don't you come back for

Cheyenne seemed as if she hadn't heard, still engrossed in her phone. Her voice was cold, devoid of any warmth. "No, I'm

if you keep going, I will vomit. Do you even have the audacity to call yourself Cheyenne's father?" Reece showed signs of impatience on his

first time I saw Cheyenne, it was in the dead of winter. She was wearing a tattered cotton coat with the cotton stuffing coming out, shivering as she huddled next to a trash can. Where

kids, trapped in an alley,

sea, barely surviving,

now. You were busy planning how to reclaim that villa, without caring if this daughter of yours lived or died." Did someone like him even deserve to be Cheyenne's father? If it weren't for Cheyenne's sake, he would have long dealt