NovelEnglishChapter 205 An Unexpected Feud
The staff member looked very embarrassed. "Sorry, but I'd like to speak with your captain."
Amara stepped aside. "Evelyn, they want to see you."
Evelyn put down her ID card and walked to the door. "What's going on?"
The staff member started apologising, "Ms. Evelyn, I'm really sorry-"
Before he could finish, Hattie bypassed him and strutted into the lounge, her eyes brazenly scanning the space.
She spoke in a commanding tone, "Alright, we'll take this room."
The team inside was taken aback.
Evelyn asked, "What do you mean?"
The staff member explained, "Ms. Evelyn, this is Ms. Hattie from FlVanguard. She wants to switch lounges
with you."
This room had windows and a nice view.
Hattie, arms crossed and fiddling with her nails, added, "Yeah, | like this lounge. Since you're only playing one
match this afternoon, just give it to us."
Evelyn frowned. "What do you mean by 'only one match'?"
Hattie snickered, "Exactly what it sounds like."
In her eyes, neither 'The Spring Blossom' nor 'The Mighty Dragons' were making it to the finals, so it made sense
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If she had asked nicely, Evelyn might have agreed.
But her rude and unreasonable attitude was too much.
"I'm not switching. Get out."
The staff member looked troubled.
Hattie insisted, "Why not? Giveone good reason."
Amara cut in, "No means no. Can't you understand a simple refusal?"
Hattie blinked at Amara, her gaze dripping with disdain as she looked her up and down. "And who are you? If
you're not the captain, you have no say here. You're just here for the prize money, right? How about | pay you to
switch lounges?"
All of them are shocked.
That was truly disgusting!
Was she here just to bully them?
The two girls on the couch jumped up. "What's your problem? Think you're hot stuff just because you have some
money? If you're rich, why not buy the whole sports arena and pick any room you want?" Hattie ignored them,
looking a bit impatient. She sighed, then turned to Evelyn and said, "Cut the nonsense. How about 3,000 dollars?
Deal?"
Evelyn replied, "I'd switch for free with anyone else, but with you? No way."
"Ha."
Hattie sneered and walked out of the room.
She wasn't giving up, though. She went straight to the organisers to negotiate.
The organisers would probably cave under her pressure and give her another lounge. But as for switching with
them? Not a chance!
After Hattie left, the staff member apologised profusely to them.
After all, the staff job wasn't easy either.
Evelyn said, "It's okay."
Once they closed the door, the lounge erupted in chatter.
"What was that? Using money to insult people, what era does she think she's in? It's the modern age. Does she
think she's skind of aristocrat from the olden days?"
"What a joke! What team did she say she was on? 'FlVanguard'? Haha, | wish | could meet her. I'd teach her
a lesson!"
"Yeah, and she even offered 3,000; it's laughable! Does she really think 3,000 dollars is a lot of money?"
Their gaming buddy team charged a high fee despite them being just teenagers. Each of them had strong
earning capabilities.
They had seen money before; there was no way they'd be tempted by 3,000 dollars.
Evelyn intervened and said, "Alright, let's not bother with her."
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Later, Hattie negotiated with the organisers and finally got the desired lounge.
However, this encounter began a feud between Hattie and 'The Spring Blossom’.
Violeta and her friends went to George's intecafé.
They watched the preliminary matches of 'The Spring Blossom' online. They clearly had a strategic approach,
and each member displayed impressive skills. They carefully analysed their gameplay, dissecting their rhythm
and individual strengths to identify weaknesses and devise a strategy tailored to counter them.
"Givefive!"
"If we win this afternoon's match, barbeque tonight!"
"Sounds good."
After a simple lunch, they played a few more games.
George knew Violeta had been busy with the college competition and hadn't had tto check the black market.
But there was srecent news he felt he should share.
Knowing Violeta preferred to keep her identity low-profile, George approached her quietly while she was getting
water.
"There's a bounty on you in the black market."
"Huh?"
Violeta paused slightly. "A bounty on me?"
George nodded. "Someone has put up a bounty of 150 thousand dollars based on your previous posts in the
black market, tracing your IP to Quinston. The higher-ups in the black market are after you, and now many
people are digging into you online. You should be prepared."
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