NovelTrueChapter 426 What's Wrong With Him? "Feels like Veilthorn's a different person. Totally not the sas before." "Veilthorn really dropped the ball this match.” "Still gotta count on Wingflare and Deadmark. Those two are as steady as ever." "They're so clutch. Wingflare and Deadmark totally held it down." "That gameplay... I could never pull that off in eight lifetimes.
Finished After logging out of the game, Jean glanced at her phone screen.
Her eyes hovered over Dalton's chat window, a shadow flickering in her gaze.
Dalton... what's going on with him? He'd carried the team in the last match, and now suddenly he was making mistake after mistake...
Jean's concern deepened. From the start, she'd sensed something was off about him.
Now it was unmistakable.
Her brows furrowed slightly as she debated messaging Dalton again, just to check in.
But she had already asked once-and she didn't want to cacross as pushy. She forced herself to resist the urge.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe next match wasn't until that evening.
Finally, a real break.
Jean let out a long yawn, sleepiness rising all at once.
She left her desk and collapsed straight onto her bed.
After staying so focused for hours, her nerves had been stretched taut. Now that she could relax, the moment her eyes closed, she drifted into a light sleep.
She slept all the way to early evening.
Jean woke up naturally.
Once she cto, she sat up with effort, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she made her way out of the bedroom.
The house was quiet-Sienna and/Dominic were both out.
Dominic had gone to the office, and Sienna was at the hospital checking in on Samuel, who was still recovering.
As she walked past the dining room, the smell of food wafted through the air.
Chapter 426 What's Wrong With Him? Finished "Miss Jean, perfect timing," the maid said warmly as Jean approached. "Dinner is ready. Ceat? Jean nodded and sat down at the table.
Dinner was a spread of home-cooked dishes-colorful, fragrant, and flavorful. Just looking at it made her hungry.
She picked up her fork and immediately dug in.
After finishing her meal, she quickly made her way back to her bedroom.
The next match was about to begin.
She logged onto the League of Legends forum, planning to kill stbefore the gby browsing for anything interesting.
To her surprise, the front page was flooded-with posts about their team.
Deadmark, Wingflare, Veilthorn... their names were everywhere.
Most of the talk about Wingflare was glowing: "Haven't seen Wingflare in so long-and now he's suddenly besties with Deadmark?" "He's been MIA forever, but his mechanics are just as cracked as ever." "I heard Wingflare is actually super young." "How young? Don't tellhe's underage?" "Makes sense now. Probably got grounded by his parents-no inteuntil now." Jean couldn't help but laugh out loud.
They were right-she was still a minor.
Because of her age, her gtwas usually restricted by anti-addiction systems.
But being in this tournament meant she needed extended access, so her account had been granted a special exemption. Just for the duration of the event, of course.
She exited the forum and logged back into the gtonight's match was about to begin. Their next opponents weren't just tough. They were tricky.
And with it being primetime, the official stream was hadh packed viewership had hit a new high, and the screen was flooded with comments. Jean glanced at the globby. Everyone was already in.
Except one.
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