Chapter 222


    Stanley puffed up with pride. “Yeah, and he didn’t even stop to take a look at who I was; I’m Snow Fox, a


    n master. From now on, I’ll protect you whenever you’re in-game. No one will dare to pick on you


    anymore!”


    Sophia excused herself and went to the washroom to calm herself down. She felt really exhausted after


    ying along with Stanley’s act.


    There was a washroom right next to Stanley’s room, and Sophia stayed in there for a long while. By the


    time she emerged, she saw that the door to Stanley’s study was open.


    She was rather curious about Stanley’s study; from what she had heard from him, his study had over a


    dozen mechanical and capacitor keyboards. Each of these keyboards had their own story of origin, and


    they were like mystical items in the esports world; the most valuable keyboards in the world were with


    him.


    Feeling incredibly curious, Sophia slipped in toy her eyes on these keyboards that supposedly had


    storied pasts. However, she hadn’t expected to see Nathan sitting on the carpet and fiddling with a


    keyboard the moment she stepped in.


    He had taken Stanley’s keyboards—keyboards that were as precious as his own life to him—and was


    plucking the keycaps off one by one with the soup spoon Stanley had used earlier. Nathan had even


    poured some water from the fish bowl onto the keyboards. The shelves with a myriad of priceless


    figurines had also been wrecked by Nathan. Action figures were scattered across the floor; if they


    weren’t missing an arm, then they were missing a leg.


    “Nate, what are you doing?!” Sophia jumped in fright and rushed over, but it was already toote; Nathan


    had more or less wrecked the figurines and keyboards beyond repair.


    Nathan continued to pour water over the mechanical keyboards. He lifted his head and revealed a dark


    look on his face. “I’m ying!” he sneered.


    What? This was going overboard, wasn’t it? These were all part of Stanley’s beloved and precious


    collection. Without a doubt, he was going to charge at Nathan and ughter the boy as soon as he found


    out!


    Before the Fletchers noticed anything amiss, Sophia hastily shut the door and shoved all the broken


    figurines and keyboards into a cupboard. Once she had cleaned the crime scene as best as she could,


    she grabbed Nathan from the ground and ran. “Come on, run! We won’t be able to leave once Stanley


    finds out!” Sophia ran for it with Nathan’s hand in hers. She got Hale to bid Stanley goodbye on behalf of


    them before they were back out in the militarypound. The moment they were in the car, Sophia


    ordered Hale to floor it at maximum speed, for she was deeply afraid of being captured and skinned alive


    by Stanley.


    It had only been a short while since they left when Stanley called Sophia. “Sophia! I’m giving you half an


    hour to bring Nate over so that he can turn himself in, or else I’m going to your house with a knife in my


    hand!”


    Sophia felt her head spin. She braced herself and said, “It’s just a bunch of mini figures of people and


    keyboards. I’ll just spend time with you to make up for it!”


    Stanley was close to tears. He waspletely in hysterics as he screamed, “How are you going to pay it


    back?! Those are all limited edition figurines! I hunted down master artisans to make those keyboards!


    They can’t be bought no matter how much money you have! Tell me, how are you going to pay it all


    back?!”


    Sophia maintained her brazenness and replied, “He’s still a kid. Why are you holding this over a kid’s


    head?!”


    Stanley was apoplectic as he screeched into the phone with all that he had, “A kid? He’s not a young kid


    anymore! He’s already in university. His grades are even higher than mine, do you know that? He’s


    wrecked all my babies on my shelves, and he even killed the goldfish I’ve raised for the past eight years!


    Pay it back! Pay it all back!”


    Sophia nced at Nathan, who waspletely unrepentant as he sat next to her. With no other choice,


    she pretended that her cell reception was awful. “Huh? What did you say, Sundae Cone? I can’t hear


    you, so I’m going to hang up now! Bye!”


    Sophia switched off her phone immediately after hanging up. With that done, she promptly disciplined


    Nathan. “My dear boy, you can’t do this in the future, got it? You do know that you aren’t supposed to


    touch others’ belongings without their permission when you go to their homes, don’t you?”


    In a rare show of docility, Nathan nodded and said, “I won’t do it anymore.” Still, Sophia could tell that


    there was no sincerity in that promise at all.


    Nathan’s destructive spree had struck several nerves in Stanley. Sophia didn’t dare to switch her cell


    phone on for a couple of days, fearing that Stanley would lose control ande knocking on her door to


    stab them. They were fortunate that he had a broken leg, so he probably wouldn’te looking for them


    for the time being.


    At the same time, Stanley didn’t dare to continue pestering Sophia; his heart was practically crushed with


    all his babies wrecked into the state they were currently in. He had sent the figurines and keyboards


    back to the original manufacturers within the day, hoping that he would still be able to salvage a few of


    them. As he rescued his babies, Stanley logged into the game again and saw that Harry was online.


    While the damsel in distress n hadn’t worked out that day, Stanley still had to thank Harry. “Thank you


    so much, my lord!”


    Harry was curious; he thought all Stanley had in his head were games. It didn’t ur to Harry that


    Stanley would actually think about hitting on girls, so he couldn’t stop himself from asking thetter,


    “Who’s the girl you’re chasing after? Where is she from?”


    Stanley was extremely embarrassed. “If I tell you, you can’t tell Uncle Michael.”


    Harry was even more curious now as he replied, “Okay.”


    Then, Stanley finally told him. “It’s the babysitter Uncle Michael hired—Sophia.”


    Harry truly had no words for that.


    “You absolutely can’t tell Uncle Michael; he’d break my leg!”


    “Hehe, he would certainly break your leg!” Harry snickered.


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    Two days went by and the danger passed. Stanley hadn’te stirring trouble for her, so Sophia


    switched her phone on atst. She still went to ss on time every day. Stanley had hurt his leg, so he


    was absent from ss. On the other hand, Quinton was back to teaching his sses after having


    recovered from his injuries.


    The Phantom Wolf incident seemed to be over just like that. Michael had gotten wind of Phantom’s Wolf


    retreat from the nation, and they wouldn’te running back here for the time being; even the leader of


    the organization himself did not make another appearance again.


    As for the love letter that Sophia had written, Hale had been constantly on the search for it. He found out


    that a local woman had received the letter. Once she got it, she mailed the letter to another address—


    that address was actually the address of Michael’s managingpany, Imperial Entertainment!


    Hale reported this back to Michael. Having figured out something, Michael was filled with delight. He


    ordered Hale to find that letter by any means possible and mail it to his workce as soon as he could.


    Hale was run ragged by this task; he found out that the woman Sophia had mailed the letter to was a


    hardcore fan of Michael’s, and she had formed a fan group dedicated to him. That superfan knew one of


    the assistants at Imperial Entertainment, and she would regrly mail gifts from the fans to thepany


    and get the assistant to hand them to Michael. However, those gifts usually did not reach Michael.


    Thepany received far too many gifts every day, and the fans sent anything ranging from food, love


    letters, postcards, and so on. The presents were piled as high as mountains; Michael’s home would


    never be able to amodate all these gifts no matter howrge it was. Even though the fans clearly


    knew that the items would never reach Michael, they still sent gifts his way mulishly.


    Hale went to thepany and looked for the manager who was in charge of receiving all the gifts. The


    manager brought him to the room where they stored all fanmail, and Hale was ck-jawed when he


    caught sight of the mountain of gifts. The staff had already divided up food gifts among themselves, while


    expensive gifts were stored in another room to be donated. The remaining gifts like love letters,


    postcards and such took up their own storeroom—an entire storeroom at that!


    An entire storeroom of love letters! Hale felt his vision go dark after he eyed the colorful love letters piled


    in the room. How was he supposed to find a letter with no sender’s name on it among all of these?


    ording to the information that Nathan had provided, the paper was pink and the letter was written in


    cursive. The opening line was supposed to be, ‘You are the light in my life.’


    Hale was in agony as he painstakingly sifted through mountains of love letters to look for the one that


    Sophia had written. Gosh, woman, why did you write that love letter?! Why did you have to send it


    anonymously?! Wouldn’t it have been more gratifying to give it to him in person? You even sent it to his


    managingpany on purpose!


    It seemed that Sophia never wished for Michael to read that love letter, but now that Michael found out


    about its existence, he had to read it. Atst, Hale thought of a genius n.