"Damn! No way, that''s such a bummer..." An outstanding guy like that, a confirmed bachelor.
Daniel and Sherman got back in the car. "Can you believe we ran into Anthea in Capital City?
Sherman, what do you think about her?"
Sherman shot back a question instead of answering, "Send me Griffin''s streaming handle."
Daniel frowned slightly, "Sherman, you think Griffin and Ms. Yeager are the same person?"
Sherman didn''t respond.
Daniel continued, "They can''t be the same person! I see the legend grinding away on tech forums
daily. How could he have time to stream?" Besides, Griffin''s just a cheater.
No way could it be Anthea! Impossible.
"I''m saying," Sherman nced over with a hint of impatience in his eyes, "send me Griffin''s channel,
will you?"
N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.
Not daring to argue, Daniel immediately sent Sherman the streaming handle.
Sherman opened Griffin''s profile with a slight frown, "What''s this cheating scandal about?"
Daniel exined the whole situation, "Sherman, this might let you down, but Griffin didn''t win over
you with skill; she cheated! But don''t be disheartened. While Griffin cheated, Ms. Morris is the real
deal..."
"She didn''t cheat," Sherman cut Daniel off before he could finish.
Although Sherman wasn''t sure if the person was Anthea or not.
After ying chess with her for so long, her style told him she wasn''t the type to cheat.
Daniel sighed. Sherman usually seemed so shrewd. How could he be so blind at the crucial
moment?
"Sherman, I know you won''t believe me. Just wait until tomorrow night, and you''ll see the truth for
yourself. Griffin surely won''t show up. But, you''ll have the chance to y a game with Ms. Morris."
"Is she even in my league?"
"Sherman, you''re too biased against Ms. Morris," Daniel sighed again.
But he believed that Sherman would see the truth for himself tomorrow night.
Time flew, and the next day arrived.
RealTimeFlow''s third-anniversary g was a grand affair, swarming with journalists hoping to
capture breaking news.
Reba arrived neither early norte.
As the queen of the streaming world, she was dressed to kill.
d in a Chanel dress that cost a small fortune, a diamond-studded tiara on her head, her curled
hair cascading over her shoulders, revealing a hint of delicate skin, her makeup wless. She
moved with a grace that made every other hostess in the room pale inparison.
Noticing the envious gazes around her, Reba''s lips curved into a smug smile.
She was born to shine, and thesemoners had nothing on her.
"Reba." Spotting her, Dahlia hurried over.
"Dahlia." Reba greeted.
"Reba, you''re finally here! I''ve been waiting for ages. Come on, Mr. Robinson is over there; let
me introduce you," Dalia was the director at RealTimeFlow and well-acquainted with Daniel.
Blushing slightly, Reba responded, "I don''t know Mr. Robinson that well."
"Just meet him, and you will," insisted Dahlia. "I mentioned you to Mr. Robinson earlier, and he
seemed quite interested."
Reluctantly, Reba followed Dahlia to the audience area.
Daniel was standing there. Behind him, a man was casually fiddling with a cross pendant, his long
legs crossed effortlessly.
It was a simple gesture, but it exuded an air of unattainable prestige.
The lights were dim. His face was hard to make out, but Reba immediately recognized him as
Sherman. She knew he''d be at the g.
Reba stood tall and confident, maintaining her poise as she followed Dahlia to Daniel''s side.
"Mr. Robinson, this is Ba, Ms. Morris, the one I told you about," Dahlia introduced them.
"Ms. Morris, I''ve heard so much about you," greeted Daniel.
Reba replied with grace, "Mr. Robinson, you tter me. I''m just a nobody. In fact, I recently lost
to a newbie on our tform, Griffin."
"Griffin cheated, that doesn''t count as a win." replied Daniel.