Not One, But Two!

Chapter 254

When Abigail noticed how Greg had fallen silent, she got her answer. It seemed like Richelle was pretty good.

Nonetheless, how could she, a top-tier hacker, be afraid of a gamer girl?

What a joke!

Abigail did not care what Greg thought and took the lead in going into the studio.

When the people in the studio heard that she was going to compete with Richelle, they were all filled with

excitement.

Richelle had been here for a few days; no one could match her execution and speed so far. Meanwhile, Greg did

not know how quick Abigail was. He couldn't guess by her light-hearted appearance, and this made him want to cry.

She shouldn't have been here today.

He was the only person who knew when she had started playing the game. Even if she was a talented gamer, it

wasn't easy to beat Richelle in such a short time.

What should he do when Abigail lost?

Greg was about to lose his mind. Now, all he could think about was how he would love to throw Richelle into the

ocean to feed the fish.

Abigail continued to ignore him and found a place to sit. Then, she looked at Richelle and asked lightly, "What

should we play? How do we determine the winner?"

When Richelle saw how much Abigail wanted to challenge her, she couldn't help but be interested.

"We'll play a solo match to see how fast we are. The one with the most kills wins."

This was a straightforward competition, and they were basically playing of their own accord.

Just as Abigail took out her phone, Greg quickly handed over his.

"Sweetheart, use mine instead."

In his mind, he thought that his maximized account would give her the upper hand, but the woman rejected him.

"Let's make a new account together."

"Okay."

Richelle did not expect Abigail to be so calm. By registering a new account, it meant that there were no skills

involved. It was all dependent on how fast their hands were.

As for Richelle, she had always been confident in her speed.

"Don't cry after you lose. Perhaps you can even apologize to me afterward."

"In your dreams."

Abigail was always on her feet, and Richelle did not sit idly by either.

After a while, the two made new accounts and immediately went into a room and started killing people.

Richelle's speed was well known to all, but since Abigail was Greg's wife, no one dared to say anything. Initially, they

all saw this as a mockery. However, once they saw how fast Abigail's fingers were flying all over the screen that

they could hardly keep up, the whole studio fell silent.

Although she was killing everyone at a fast pace, Richelle was not lacking behind as well. She felt that she was

bullying Abigail with her speed, but she couldn't back down. Abigail had proposed this competition, and Richelle also

had her own dignity.

A minute quickly passed, and the two of them stopped at the same time. When they turned to the scoreboard on

the screen, everyone was stunned.

Richelle had killed 130 people, but Abigail killed 135!

When the results came out, Richelle wasn't the only one who was surprised. Greg was taken aback as well.

How could it be?

Richelle's speed was already considered the fastest one, yet she lost to Abigail.

However, Abigail wasn't surprised by the results; she was just astonished by Richelle's score.

She's quite swift.

To be exact, Abigail felt that she was invincible. After all, she had been playing with computers since a very young

age, and her hands had always been agile. However, it seemed like Richelle was not very much different from her.

This was enough to show that she was really good at games.

Abigail was ready to put away her phone, but Richelle was dissatisfied.

"Wait, let's play another round."

"Nah, I'm tired."

Abigail had always known when to stop. She originally came here to help Greg hold up his name, but since there

was a player as strong as Richelle here, Abigail did not need to play. The match just now was just for her to humble

the woman and let out some steam.

Besides, why should she follow what Richelle said?

How embarrassing would it be for Abigail if she listened to Richelle?

However, Richelle was anxious. She rarely saw anyone with the same speed as her, especially another woman.

Hence, no matter what Abigail said, Richelle would not back off.

"No, we have to play another round."

"You can't beat me even if we play ten more rounds."

Abigail's words were filled with arrogance that almost made Richelle cry out of anger.

"I don't believe you. Let's go again."

"I'm tired."

Abigail's eyebrows knitted together unhappily.

Although Greg was surprised by her speed, when he noticed her unhappiness, he naturally would not sit and watch.

He quickly stepped in and said to Richelle, "Enough. Just accept your defeat. When did you become such a sore

loser? Could it be that getting your honors made you unable to accept defeat? I think it's better to lose now than on

the field. At the very least, you'll have time to practice and work harder."

To be honest, although she had been practicing here for the past few days, she always held her head high. In

addition to that, the team members' admiration for her made her a little elated. Abigail had managed to humble

her before the actual game, making her less arrogant and impetuous. It was a good thing.

Richelle was embarrassed by what he said, but it seemed like what he said was true after thinking it through.

She was not petty as she bowed toward Abigail, startling her.

"What are you doing?"

"Thank you for just now. However, I will definitely beat you one day."

After saying this, Richelle turned and went directly into the practice room, locked herself in, and began to train

seriously.

In all honesty, this was beyond Abigail's expectations.

When Greg noticed how riled up the other team members were, he took the opportunity to say, "Why don't you

guys go ahead and practice? My wife has only been playing for less than a month, yet look at how fast she was. Do

you have any reason to be lazy?"

Naturally, Richelle overheard this.

Less than a month?

I've been practicing for years, though!

Sure enough, Greg's wife was not just anybody.

With that, she secretly vowed to follow in their footsteps.

Abigail was a little speechless when she saw how Greg took advantage of the situation to get his team to start

working.

This idiot was really business-minded.

After saying that, he brought her to the lounge.

"Sweetheart, you're amazing!"

She did not bother to look at him as he took a sip from the cup. When he noticed that she no longer seemed angry,

he asked with a grin, "Tell me, why is your speed so fast? Have you been practicing? Did you lie to me when you

said you've never touched the game?"

"What will I get for lying to you?"

Although her tone was light, it still caught Greg off guard.

Well, she had a point.

"But, your speed—"

Abigail did not bother to explain. Instead, she turned on his laptop and tapped away at the keyboard so quickly that

Greg could hardly make out which letter she was clicking. Then, he looked at the code displayed on the screen in

confusion.

"Sweetheart, you—"

He did not understand it at first, and she did not bother to explain as well. However, after looking at it, he was

shocked to see all of Buckley Group's confidential documents on the screen.

Wasn't this information sealed away behind a firewall that the top hacker, Carter, set up? How could it be so easily

cracked by his wife?

Right then, Greg felt that he had paid Carter in vain.

He was a fraud that took paychecks after paychecks!

One day, Greg was going to have to teach Carter a lesson.

By doing this, Abigail was removing her mask and revealing her true identity to Greg. She was waiting for him to

piece it together that she was King. However, she just heard him grit his teeth and said, "How dare Carter take

advantage of a situation like this? How dare he trick me into paying such a big amount to him? Well, he did not

show his cards and treated me like I was a fool. We'll see how I deal with him when I go back."

Abigail was stunned to hear this as the corners of her mouth twitched.

Did this man forget his brains at home?

Forget it!

Since he couldn't figure out that she was King, everything she did was in vain.

Thus, she directly shut down his laptop and erased all traces of it.

"I'm tired. I'm going to rest, so don't come and disturb me. I don't want to see you for now."

Abigail almost cried at Greg's stupidity.

Yet, she was still attracted to this man; she must have been blind.

Although he had no idea why she still despised him, he naturally allowed her to rest willingly after hearing that she

was tired. Then, he suddenly recalled what Arianna said.

She said, "Daddy, do you think we are born geniuses? It has to be inherited."

At that time, he was delighted to think that his daughter was praising his good genes. Now, it seemed like he had

misunderstood. His daughter was telling him that her mother had given them better genes.

It turned out that Arianna got her computer skills from his wife.

Wow, Abigail is amazing!

The corners of his lips curled up as he thought about this, and Abigail was sick of his proud expression.

"Get out!"

She grabbed a book and threw it at him.

Instead of being annoyed, he was delighted that he had found such a gem of a person as his wife. He walked out of

the lounge happily and closed the door behind him.

Abigail was a little speechless, but after thinking about it, she suddenly burst into laughter.

Idiot, she cursed him before closing her eyes to rest.

If Philip planned to escape within the next two days, it would be best for Abigail to stay here and train. That way,

she would stop thinking about it. No matter what his plan was, it wasn't wrong for her not to show up.

The more she thought of this, the more she felt it was a good choice to come here. As for Emma, Abigail didn't care

whether she was suspicious or not. She was already doing Emma a favor by taking her in.

After Greg left the lounge, the other team members began to ask whether Abigail was allowed to participate in the

competition. However, Greg wasn't very clear about this and did not dare to decide for her, saying that they would

have to wait for Abigail to answer this herself. He also mentioned for them not to disturb her, who was resting in the

lounge. Then, he sat down and played the game with the rest of the players.

Richelle was now having an existential crisis. After knowing that Abigail's speed was faster than hers, Richelle wasn't

as confident as before, unsure if she could represent the team and play.

Everyone began to train harder than usual due to Abigail's arrival.

Soon, the afternoon flew by. When Greg looked at the time, he felt that he should wake Abigail up, so he walked into

the lounge just in time to see her walking out.

"Where are you going?"

He was a little traumatized by her walking away.

When she saw him like this, she was a little annoyed as she said, "I'm going to pick up my child! Have you forgotten

that you're a father?"