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!!!

marksman, he didn't even manage to get a single assist

teammates felt good, Reece felt

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

disciple? I'll

to rank up,

god, I know I was wrong, you're the

friend requests, Cheyenne squinted her eyes and confidently typed a series of words on

as she was about to exit the game page, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared at

wearing a smile that sought her favor. "Cheyenne, long

gradually froze and then disappeared completely. She asked calmly,

a long time since

curl her lips into a sarcastic

But he treated Nora with utmost care. In her childhood, she might have found it unfair, but now,

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

heard, still engrossed in her phone. Her voice

call yourself Cheyenne's father?" Reece showed signs of impatience on his face. His sharp

She was wearing a tattered cotton coat with the cotton stuffing coming out, shivering as she huddled next to a trash can. Where were you

was bullied by the school kids, trapped in an alley, almost

fell into the sea,

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