Chapter 254 My Grandma Took a Pentakill Using Zayn
Veronica sat on the bed, opened her laptop, and searched for content to see what new projects could be undertaken.
Despite the fact that Matthew had invested in the wedding company, he was only assisting her because they had a great relationship.
One must always be ready to face danger.
She was worried that if things went south with Matthew, she would be back to square one.
Therefore, she must now develop her own development strategy and goals.
However, e-commerce was now severely suppressing entities, and many entities were facing economic downfall. On the contrary, live broadcasting companies, small video production companies, and the e-sports industry were doing well.
E-sports?
She picked up her phone and looked at the game application she always used. She had considered starting an e-sports company several times, but she put it off due to a lack of time and money.
However, she now had a lot of time and funds.
It was possible for her to attempt it.
She then opened WhatsAspp and searched for a group called ‘My Grandma Took a Pentakill Using Zayn’.
It had a total of ten people in it. They were her teammates, and they frequently played games in a group of five, so they had an extremely close relationship.
She sent a message, ‘Let’s play…’
A phone call from Yvonne arrived shortly after the message was sent.
Why is she calling so late?
She thought to herself before answering the call. “Yvonne, what’s the matter?”
“Hey Roni. Are you available tomorrow?”
“Get straight to the point.”
“Hehe, it’s nothing major. There’s a jewelry exhibition tomorrow, and my friend who owns the jewelry company has invited me to attend. I’m afraid it will be boring, so let’s go together.”
“No.”
“I’m not interested in that,” Veronica said, indicating her disinterest in the jewelry exhibition.
“Oh, but you have nothing else to do. It’s a large jewelry exhibition, and there will be numerous bosses present. This is an excellent opportunity to get to know them better. Can you please just go with me?”
Yvonne pleaded with her.
Yvonne was extremely active and serious about business, and she wished to widen her network in a variety of ways in order to establish and expand her brand, Honeycloud Cosmetics.
Veronica assumed that if she wanted to do business, she would have to meet people as well.
After all, it was the first time she presided over a wedding ceremony because she was fully in charge of Matthew’s wedding. To make money from Matthew, she only needed to start a wedding company.
This was a guaranteed profit of 200 percent!
However, if she started her own business without relying on Matthew, it would be much more difficult.
“What time do we meet tomorrow?”
“I’ll pick you up tomorrow at six o’clock in the evening.”
“Fine.”
“You’re the best, Roni. Muack!”
“Ew, you’re so disgusting,” Veronica said.
She hung up the phone, got up, and grabbed a notebook, ready to jot down pertinent information she found online.
Then, a slew of messages began to appear in the WhatsApp group.
Sniper: Zayn, you’re the only one who hasn’t logged into the game.
Short-legged Ben: Zayn, you haven’t been online in a few days. What’s keeping you so busy?
Grandma: Zayn must have gone to pick up the girls.
…
Since many players had their favorite heroes, they simply used their heroes’ names as their usernames in the WhatsApp group.
Veronica paused for a moment before responding with two words, ‘Log in.’
Shadow Hacker: If Zayn doesn’t turn on their mic, she must be a girl.
Grandma: Are you insulting girls? Zayn, presumably, is unable to communicate. Let us not impose him or her.’
Short-legged Ben: Stop with the nonsense. I don’t care if it’s a man or a woman. I only love Ben.
Disaster: Log in.
Several people in the group chatted for a while before logging into the game.
Veronica never revealed her identity, and there was no selfie of her on social media, so no one knew who she was.
Friends who had been playing together for many years online using voice chat basically meant everyone would join forces only to betray each other. For this reason, they were known as the ‘Black Dragons’.
That night, after playing several games in a row, she was up until the wee hours before going offline.
The following day.
Hilton Hotel.
Tiffany, who had been frantically tossed around by Xavier all night, had already dozed off.
That night, after initially resisting, she gradually succumbed to Xavier’s ferocity, and she involuntarily felt more enjoyment.
As an adult, Tiffany was not as conservative and traditional as the world perceived her to be. Because of the Larson couple’s oppression, she became an indulgent lady in private, which contrasted with her gentle and noble image as Miss Larson.
She was out of control after the first taste of the forbidden fruit, so this time she felt Xavier’s incomparable bravery after being drugged, which really made her high and flutter like a butterfly.
Xavier, on the other hand, had ‘worked hard’ all night and had fallen asleep.
Fortunately, the hotel suite automatically locked when the door was closed; otherwise, the two’s unbearable appearance would have been noticed by strangers.
At noon, a hotel housekeeper came knocking on their door. “Hello, do you need housekeeping?”
The housekeeper inquired.
Xavier was awakened by the constant knocking on the door, so he sat up and looked around. He felt cold in his body and looked down before glancing at the sleeping woman beside him. The quilt did not cover the hickeys on her chest. They must have had a wild night last night.
“Hello? Is there anyone in?”
The waiter knocked on the door once more.
“There’s no need!” The waiter at the door left after Xavier replied loudly.
His voice, on the other hand, awoke Tiffany.
“Young Master Xavier, you… you were too much yesterday,” she said as she opened her eyes wearily.
She was well aware that he was drugged, unconscious and had been misidentifying her as Veronica, but she didn’t care.
Instead, she now had to make Xavier feel bad about himself.
Although Xavier was unaware of what occurred later, he remembered what had occurred previously. He felt guilty and remorseful for having done excessive things to Tiffany.
“I’m sorry,” he said irritably as he scratched his hair.
“Boo hoo… Apologizing has no use…” she whimpered. All of a sudden, she choked and sobbed even harder. “You are crossing the line… sob…”
While listening to her sobbing, he irritably took out a box of cigarettes from his coat, pulled out a cigarette and lit it before smoking.
He fell into deep thought while leaning on the bed, but because he was naked, he could clearly feel the stickiness of the bedding.
Everything demonstrated how wild last night was!
“Why… Why are you all picking on me? My voice was hoarse yesterday, but you wouldn’t let me go… Sob…”
Even though Tiffany had a good time last night, she felt humiliated and cheated.
After all, she didn’t do it willingly, so it meant that she was coerced into it.
“Please allow me to explain.” Xavier looked ahead, tucked his cigarette between his fingers, and took a drag of his cigarette again.
D*mn it. Who the hell drugged me yesterday?
If the two glasses of wine he drank were drugged, did that mean Veronica… Was she as insane as he was yesterday?
