Billionaire's Match

Chapter 895

It was all because Ethan insisted on drinking freshly cooked, soft rice porridge.

Charlotte had work today, and she had already arrived late.

Ethan had mentioned earlier that he hadn’t been exercising much lately and had little appetite, so she had brought along some ready-made side dishes, planning to just cook a simple porridge.

But Ethan refused to compromise-no ordinary porridge would do. He insisted on freshly cooked, completely softened plain rice porridge.

Charlotte couldn’t even order food for him.

The moment she hinted at not wanting to cater to him, he started guilt-tripping her about his aches and pains, even calling Christopher on the spot.

Her younger brother, ever the manipulative type, was practically begging Charlotte to cook for Ethan.

Forget it. A promise was a promise. Since she had agreed to take care of him, she would do it perfectly.

Charlotte glanced at the clock. To cook the porridge to Ethan’s exacting standards would take over an hour.

She plopped down on the sofa and opened her phone.

the icon of a game she had just reinstalled. Ever since Noah had left, she had brought it back onto

to see if Noah’s account had

Today was no exception.

she only logged

game icon

she logged in, a friend

to the one Noah had used

heart skipped. She

a team invitation

a semi-newbie; she understood the game mechanics

using a small account, but their gameplay was far

first round, Charlotte barely had to move-her teammate carried

could catch her breath, he started

the characters they picked required close coordination. Charlotte’s clumsiness caused several fatal

popped up: (Charlotte, just support me.

Charlotte jolted.

typed instantly:

it was the crucial moment in the game.

were impressive; once she stopped making mistakes, they quickly turned the tide and