When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

When the Family Ch 22 Chapter 22 What Kind of Man Are You Jean stared at the team chat as it lit up with messages, her face blank.

She'd seen it all before.

+8 Pearls Anyone who had ever watched her play League of Legends always ended up blown away. It was practically routine at this point Getting praised felt like breathing "Boss, are you going mid again? You can take any role. We'll flex around you." "Yeah, totally. Whatever you want." Jean tapped her keyboard and typed.

"I'll take mid. You guys pick whatever." She locked in her champion and entered the match lobby first.

Meanwhile, her stream was blowing up again.

"Finally! Wingflare's back!" "I logged in just to watch her play today." "Please. You're not gonna learn anything useful at this level." "She already hit Gold? That was fast. She only played once!" The match kicked off Jean was steady as ever, wiping the floor with her opponents and carrying the team with ease, Her performance was clean, confident, and sharp from start to finish The stream was packed. Viewership numbers shot up and hovered just under the top pros.

Everyone was talking about it-sno-nBronze player was climbing the ranks at breakneck speed with nothing but raw talent.

By the end of the match, her win streak maxed out her power meter, and she jumped from Gold to Jade. Then a private message popped up from someone on the enemy team.

"I'm the coach for KG Club. You ever think about going pro? I'd love to get you into tryouts. If you don't mind, could you also share your age? Even if you're over 20, we're open if the trial goes well Jean glanced at it and shot back a reply.

"I have school. No tfor that." She closed the chat and queued again.

She wasn't here for social calls. She just wanted to rank up-fast.

way to Diamond.

After slicing through match after match like a buzzsaw, she climbed all the way At this point, the League of Legends forums were plastered with her name.

"Two days. From Bronze to Diamond. No losses. Who the hell even does that? Chapter 22 What Kind of Man Are You "There's no way she's a smurt. Even top players don't win this hard? "Let's settle it: Wingflare vs Deadmark. Who's better?" "Winglare fans are getting cocky. She just started playing-don't drag Deadmark into this" +8 Pearls "No real fan is comparing her to Deadmark. She's been playing for, like, two days. Anyone stirring that up is just trolling After hitting Diamond, Jean figured she'd log off and call it a day. But she accidentally clicked the wrong button- and queued up again.

She rolled her eyes and decided to just play it out.

Then she saw the enemy lineup-and paused.

Deadmart.

That nflashed across her screen in all caps.

Jean blinked, then grinned.

She hadn't expected to run into Deadmark this early.

Her luck today wasn't bad at all.

The forums, of course, went wild.

"Breaking news: Wingflare just matched with Deadmark!" Holy crap. Weren't their fans just arguing on the forums? Now the real deal is happening!" "New blood vs. the legend. Let's go!" "Deadmark k isn't old. He's forever. Put srespect on his name." "Wingflare's been playing for two days. Let's see if she's real or just another lucky streak." "Fun fact: Deadmark is known for wiping out overhyped noobs. Anyone who thinks they're hot stuff usually gets bodied." "Deadmark crushes egos for fun. Hope Wingllare's ready to cry." Winston sat in front of his monitor.

His cold, pale eyes locked on the nacross from him: Wingflare.

A slow, almost invisible smirk curved at the corner of his mouth.

For the past couple of days, he'd seen clips and highlights of Wingllare's games.

She was interesting Interesting enough to actually catch his attention.

And now he'd see for himself if she was legit-or just another overhyped rookie.. The live stream lobby was overflowing Almost every player online had stopped playing to watch this match go down.

Viewers poured into the stream like a flood. The match hadn't even started, and it was already the top stream of the night.

The chat was exploding "Taking lots Who's winning-Wingflare or Deadmark?" 7:41 PM Chapter 22 What Kind of Man Are You "She's been dominating low-rank games. Let's see what she does against someone real."

"People doubting Deadmark are about to learn today. He's wiped out way better than Wingflare" "Just one more match until she starts crying Jean spawned in and headed straight to mid lane.

Deadmark-Winston-was a mid-laner 100.

So it was a clean one-on-one from the start.

Jean leaned forward, cager to give him a shock right out of the gate- But before the match even hit five minutes, Winston pinged his map and called his whole team mid.

What the hell? Jean blinked at her screen.

Winston brought all four teammates and cornered her under tower A full five-man ambush.

There was no escape. No way to outplay it.

She was slaughtered right under turret. First blood, just like that, And then it happened again.

And again.

Jean was swearing up a storm in her head by the third time,

Winston, what the hell is wrong with you? If you've got guts, fight mem one on one stop hiding behind your whole damn team! + Pearls

Winston kept calling his teammates to mid over and over again, Jean tried buther own teammates were stuck on their lanes, barely holding on. Read the latest pinging for backup, tried chapter there! Winston's squad was too good. They cleared waves fast and rotated mid every time.

Jean's team was busy just trying not to die.

Within ten minutes, Jean had already died five times.

In her past matches, she hadn't died even once.

Now! Her score was a miserable, humiliating 0-5.