Chapter 65

"Why wouldn't I dare?"

Vivian didn't know what game Nathan was playing this time, but she wasn't about to back down. She pulled out her phone with confidence.

Maybe, deep down, she wanted to prove herself against Olivia.

After all, Olivia was Ethan's unforgettable first love. Vivian couldn't help but wonder what made her so special.

"Did you download Apex Legends on your phone?"

Nathan's gaze grew even more admiring as he looked at Olivia. "Liv isn't just brilliant—she's also a pro gamer. Apex Legends is the hottest game right now, and she's ranked third in Paris!"

Vivian smirked. "Is that so? Then let's skip the small talk and play a round."

"You know how to game?"

Nathan looked genuinely surprised.

This quiet wife of Ethan's wasn't as dull as he'd assumed.

Still, he figured she was just a noob who stood no chance against Olivia.

Humiliated from her earlier loss, Olivia was eager to reclaim her pride. "Fine, let's make it quick. Just for fun."

They logged into the game, their screens projected onto the massive LCD display.

The crowd wasn't expecting much—just another quick slaughter.

But after three rounds, Vivian matched Olivia's score almost perfectly.

As the game intensified, Vivian's moves became smoother, sharper—professional-level precision.

Olivia started to panic. Sweat beaded on her forehead, her fingers flying desperately across the screen.

If she lost this final round, the embarrassment would be unbearable.

"Spin!"

"Cover!"

"Watch out—they're going for the crystal!"

The room held its breath, as if watching a championship match.

With one flawless strike, Vivian landed the final hit, securing victory.

"Holy shit!"

"That was insane! Please, let me join your team!"

The crowd erupted, some nearly dropping to their knees in awe.

Nathan, who'd been lounging on the couch waiting for Vivian to fail, tumbled right off. "No way. That was pure luck!"

Vivian set her phone down calmly. "You said she's third in Paris. So, who's first?"

Nathan, a hardcore fan, answered instantly. "The top player is Everheart_Hunter—wait." His eyes widened. "That's... similar to your name. Are you Everheart_Hunter?"

She gave a faint smile. "Guilty."

The room exploded.

Ethan, who never played mobile games, had been watching with detached indifference. But at the mention of her ID, his gaze sharpened.

"You're Everheart Hunter?"

So, she was the author behind that viral article?

"What if I am?"

His reaction puzzled her. Why did he care if he didn’t even game?

Dominic stood, grinning. "Top student and gaming legend? Seems like Ethan upgraded. Olivia and I are getting engaged next month. I hesitated to tell you, but now that you've moved on with someone even better, I hope you'll both attend."

Ouch. Getting cuckolded and then forced to congratulate them? Brutal.

Vivian stole a glance at Ethan, half-expecting him to snap.

But his expression remained unreadable. "Don’t worry. I’ll be there—with a gift."

Olivia’s face darkened, her fists clenching.

On the drive back, Vivian kept sneaking glances at Ethan, debating whether to say something.

"Problem?" he asked coolly.

She finally caved. "Look, I get it. Being betrayed by someone you love sucks. If you need to... vent, go ahead."

Ethan had moved on from Olivia long ago. His distraction came from processing Vivian’s secret identity.

But since she was offering comfort, he decided to play along.

He pulled over abruptly, leaning into her space, his arm braced against her seat. "You’re right. I’m devastated." His voice dropped, teasing. "Since we’re married... how exactly do you plan to comfort me?"