Novel Palace
Chapter 345
Chapter 345
“Your teammate warned you, but you were busy with the killing and missed the information.” Finley pouted and stood up to leave.
She wanted a walk outside, and the fresh air might be helpful to her.
Finley still felt confused about the matter of Justin and Gates.
Wyatt stood up with his phone and said asked with a bright smile, “Do you like a game against me?”
Finley looked at Wyatt and said, “I don’t play games.”
“Liar. I can feel that you are well-trained in this field. You must be a good player.”
Wyatt was stubborn and haughty.
He was unyielding.He would submit to nobody but one who could defeat him.
“Jenny, please do me a favor. I want a battle with him.” Wyatt gave Jenny his puppy eyes.
“Finley, could you please do me a favor? Beat him. Only this way can make him give up. It will be fine if you lose the game. He is an expert in gaming, so it won’t be shameful to be defeated by him. However, if you beat him, he will focus on business.”
Jenny was warm and enthusiastic. She would like to help Wyatt out.
Finley hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
“Well, don’t cry if you lose.”
“I’m older than you, so don’t lecture me.” Wyatt sat on the sofa and prepared for the battle.
“If you lose, call me Finley in the future, okay?” Finley said with a smile. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
She tried to get something out of this game.
“Okay if you win.”
Finley took out her mobile phone. Jenny told the servants to get the projection system ready, so the battle. between Finley and Wyatt would appear on the screen in the living room.
“Hey, you guys. No more business. Come for some fun. Finley and Wyatt will play against each other.” Jenny invited some audience over for the game.
Hearing this, the three men moved over and sat on the sofa.
Bryan sat next to Finley. When Finley made preparation, Bryan couldn’t help dampening her confidence. “Wyatt won the championship in national competitions, so enjoy the game. It won’t be a shame if you lose.”
Finley rolled his eyes at Bryan silently. My husband looked down on me in public.
Did he side with Wyatt?
Justin leaned on the sofa, picked up her wine glass, and drank silently.
He had been down since he walked into this living room.
Isaiah didn’t play games.
The game began.
Finley chose an archer. Wyatt chose an assassin.
Their characters grew up.
Six minutes later, the fight began.
Finley moved quickly, and Wyatt had excellent skills.
The fight was in a stalemate.
Finley had advantages in log-range missions, not in close quarters. Therefore, she focused on toppling the towers. Her victory had nothing to do with the killing.
Wyatt replenished his blood and chuckled proudly. “I had high expectations of you. It turns out that you have nothing but agility.”