Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Bowen’s ride wasn’t too flashy-just a Benz-but in a place like this ghetto, a Benz was enough to turn heads.
Aubree got in first, so to get out, she’d either have to walk along the busy street or ask Bowen to move over.
As she hesitated, ready to speak, Bowen pushed the door open and got out of the car.
“Thanks, Mr. Turner,” Aubree said, ready to leave.
“Phone.”
“Huh?” Aubree looked at him, puzzled.
“Didn’t we say we’d exchange contact info?” Bowen chuckled.
Aubree quickly handed over her phone. Bowen didn’t hold back, not only saving his number but also adding her on WhatsApp.
After getting her phone back, Aubree dashed into the internet cafe.
The bodyguard acting as the driver asked, “Sir, back to Forith Bay or Ellis Heights?”
Bowen got bit longer.”
back in the car, replying, “Park in a corner where we can see the cafe’s entrance. The view here is nice. Let’s stay a
The bodyguard was stunned. ‘Nice view? That was a stretch!’
The street was chaotic and crowded, to say nothing of the indescribable smell that permeated the air. Every few steps, their foot would land in an unidentified puddle of liquid.
The two bodyguards were communicating silently through exchanged glances.
‘Mr. Turner’s worried about the girl being taken away late at night, huh?’ one thought.
‘Guess so. Is he really into her?’ the other replied with his eyes.
‘I can’t help but think of that orphan Mr. Turner sponsored a few years back when I see Miss Miller.’
‘But she’s from the Wilson family, not an orphan, right?’
Then, the two fell silent.
Bowen, seated in the back of the car, was unaware of how his subordinates were gossiping about him. His window, a cloud passing over his brow.
The place was a dump, not suitable for a lone girl.
gaze fixed out the
But he wasn’t planning to just hand her a house. Ensuring her safety was enough; he believed she’d sort out her accommodation soon.
Meanwhile, as soon as Aubree entered the cafe, she caught everyone’s attention. Regulars here pretty much all knew her.
Aubree asked the boss to open her usual station, logged into the game like a pro.
Though a bit late, the peak time for matches hadn’t passed yet, so she could still squeeze in a few.
Chapter 9
Today seemed lucky; the match-up was quick.
“Why pick Katarina? She’s been nerfed hard, practically unplayable,” a guy with blond hair muttered as he saw Aubree log in. When he noticed her peak score was ridiculously high, his eyes widened.
Seeing her lock in Katarina, he couldn’t help but complain out loud.
Aubree shot him a glance, replying, “That’s your Katarina.”
The guy scoffed inwardly, ‘Humph, I’ll see how badass this little girl is.
Just then, the loading screen appeared.
On the leaderboard, one couldn’t see teammates or opponents’ IDs, but Aubree’s gaze locked onto the opposing jungler. She felt it was Alvin.
No reason, it was just a gut feeling.
Truth be told, she wasn’t particularly gifted at gaming, but she had a knack for numbers.
In her previous life, Emery’s team had gone through a rough patch. To help Emery, she memorized all the respawn intervals of minor and major jungle camps in League of Legends, all champion cooldowns, and any stats-related bonuses from items.
With this, she could pinpoint every opponent’s skill cooldown during a game, making them practically transparent to her.
Thinking about how she helped Emery’s team in her previous life, she couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh.
After making her decision, she proved her worth to Emery. Carmen, on the other hand, tried to dissuade her, saying girls in esports face a lot of backlash.
She was naive back then, immediately offering to wear a hat and mask to compete. For years, she propelled Emery’s team to unprecedented heights. Then, just because Carmen wanted to experience the thrill of esports, she was forced to hand over her account.
Carmen wasn’t bad at the game, barely passing the professional standard. Using Aubree’s account and identity, she gained a lot of praise as the only female esports player.
Even Emery tacitly approved of this.
He even suggested shamelessly that Aubree could create a new account and return to the game later, asking her to step aside for Carmen.
Suddenly, the game start alert snapped Aubree back to reality. Slowly exhaling, she thought, ‘Why should I? In this life, I won’t let go of anything that’s mine.’
Her gaze fixed on the screen.
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