After a brief exchange, the call ended.


    Ivan sent Carlisle his bank ount information. Given their real–life acquaintance and the generous


    share of ten grand Carlisle offered, Ivan sided with him.


    True to his word, Carlisle went to the bank andpleted the transfer.


    Back at the rental, Hank was busy fine–tuning the multiboxing software while Heath tirelessly set up


    new


    ounts.


    “Okay, done!” Hank dered, taking a sip of Chardonnay.


    Heath handed Hank a notebook filled with the new ounts‘ information.


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    Soon all ten ounts were sessfully logged in.


    Next, Hank activated an auto–grind script and a speed booster hack. As he watched all ten ounts


    level up simultaneously, a grin appeared on Carlisle’s face.


    But just then, all the ounts were forcibly logged out.


    “What the hell? What’s going on?” Heath asked nervously.


    Hank tried to log back in, only to be greeted with a system maintenance message.


    “Don’t worry, it’s just routine maintenance!” Hank leaned back in his chair with his legs crossed. He


    blew a strand of hair out of his eyes. “After this update, I bet my cheats won’t work anymore!”


    Heath handed Hank a cigarette. “With you as our ace, who needs to worry about updates?”


    Hank lit the cigarette and took a deep drag, yawning. “I’m going to take a nap. Call me when the


    maintenance is done!”


    “Heath, you should get some rest as well!” After pulling an all–nighter, Carlisle felt fatigue set in.


    “I’m not tired!” Heath grinned, feeling very energetic after receiving his share of twenty thousand.


    Carlisley down on the sofa and fell asleep.


    Heath, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, copied the multiboxing software and hacks from


    Hank’sputer to the otherputers. Then he logged onto “The Mystical Journey’s” game forum to


    do some


    research.


    When Sean and the others woke up, Heath dragged them into learning about the game as well.


    Meanwhile, at Islo Clothing, Lethan sat in his office. His face darkened as he looked at the photos on


    his


    desk.


    They were all explicit pictures of his wife and his close friend, whom he considered a brother.


    Lethan’s face paled, and his hands shook as he opened the video attached to the email.


    After watching the unbearably steamy video, he clenched his teeth so hard that they made a grinding


    sound.


    He couldn’t believe his usually pure and Innocent wife could behave so wildly in bed.


    Just then, there was a knock at the door.


    Lethan put the photos away, turned off theputer screen, and sald calmly, “Come In…”


    A woman in a suit entered the office. She had a gentle smile on her face and was charmingly sweet.


    “Honey, I’m going on a business trip to Fairville. Can you get John to drive me there?”


    “Fairville is pretty far. You won’t be able toe back tonight, right?” Lethan said Indifferently.


    Quinn Bailey lowered her eyes, seemingly guilty. “Yeah, I probably won’t be back until tomorrow night.”


    Lethan mmed his hand down on the table. His eyes reddened with anger as he roared, “Quinn, how


    long are you going to keep deceiving me?”


    The sudden outburst startled Quinn. She looked at Lethan, at a loss for words. “H–honey… what’s


    wrong with you?”


    “Mr. Warbane, what’s happening?” John heard themotion outside and rushed in.


    Lethan opened the drawer, pulled out a stack of photos, and viciously threw them in Quinn’s face.


    Quinn and John were stunned when they saw the scandalous photos. Their eyes widened in shock.


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