A Spoonful of Sugar: Don't Beg for Love novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109

Myriade tried her best to stay serious, and the rest was up to Renfrew’s skills.

His fingers tap-danced over the keypad of the laptop. The process was so smooth and unimpeded that it felt like he had stepped into no man’s land.

In the end, the moment the video was successfully sent to Rickard’s mailbox through an anonymous email address. Even Myriade stared at him with admiration.

“Nice one. You actually completed the whole thing in one go on your first attempt. You have a bright future ahead of you. You’re already doing much better than many others in our league.”

“Then how about you?” Renfrew asked.

The young girl sitting on the other end of the phone call glared at Renfrew’s profile picture and jumped down from a 5-foot-6-high hill in one go. She flicked her ponytail chicly, looking all sweet and cool. “Of course, you still have a long way to go when compared to me. I am, at the end of the day, still your master!”

Renfrew pouted.

Suddenly, a beam of light flashed across the room, and Myriade hurriedly said to her watch,” Something just came up over here. I have to hang up already.”

“Okay…” Before Renfrew had the time to say goodbye, the call had already ended.

At this point, a man wearing a mask walked up to Myriade and glanced indifferently at the index number on her chest. “0337, the biannual elimination test is about to start. What are you doing here?”

Staring at the person who was approaching her, Myriade was a little nervous. She clasped her palms before replying calmly, “Sir, I’m under too much psychological stress, so I’ve come out here to play a ring game to take the edge off!”

The man stared suspiciously at her slightly sweaty face and then chose to believe in her words. However, his tone still sounded very serious. “Don’t stay outside for too long. Report back to your team now!”

“Yes, sir!” Myriade immediately performed a standard alliance salute, but after the man turned around, a trace of fear flashed across her flushed and egg-shaped face.

‘Another elimination test… I wonder if I can survive it this time around.’

On the other end of the phone call, Renfrew could not fall asleep either. He was recalling all the codes that he had just used, and while he was thinking about it, he thought of Myriade.