Staring at Stanley who was hugging his thigh with a teary face, Michael clapped his forehead and exclaimed, “I’ve been too busy attending to your Aunt Sophia’s matter that I totally forgot about your stuff.”
Stanley wept miserably, “Do you even remember that I’m your nephew?! Bah…”
“Hubby, are you back?”
As Sophia’s voice came from the second floor, Michael immediately nudged Stanley away with his leg. “Get away from me.”
At that moment, Sophia reached the living room and was confused to see Stanley crying while hugging Michael’s thigh. “What’s going on?”
Stanley wailed, “Aunt Sophia, the tournament will be held on the day after tomorrow but two out of eight players of my team can’t be reached at all! My team is going to be defeated! Boohoo…”
The tournament!
Sophia felt as if something just exploded in her head.
She had totally forgotten about the Esports World Championship as she had been too busy tracking down her father over the past fortnight.
Feeling a numbing sensation creeping over her scalp when she looked at Stanley’s teary face, she quickly proposed, “Stanley, you should stay for dinner tonight.”
With that, she quickly turned around and went to the study.
Watching her leave, Stanley still glued himself to Michael’s thigh and he was dragged along with each step he took.
“You have to be there the day after tomorrow or I will kill myself here!”
Michael gave him a kick and relented, “Fine, I promise I’ll be there.”
Stanley was acting all melodramatic. “Also, make sure your bottom is there too and I know you have his contact number! If anyone of you is to be absent the day after tomorrow, I’ll hang myself to death at the entrance of the National Stadium! I’ll also leave a suicide note saying that I was forced to my death by the two of you!”
Impatiently, Michael tried to yank him away. “Fine, fine. I’ll be there, okay?”
“You have to make a pledge!”
“What sort of pledge do you want me to make?”
“If you are absent the day after tomorrow, your wife will get more and more hideous day by day!”
What a vicious pledge was that.
Reluctantly, Michael vowed, “I, Michael Fletcher, hereby swear to God that if I’m absent at the Esports World Championship, my wife will get more and more hideous day by day!”
It was only then did Stanley let go of him and rose to his feet to wipe away the tears on his face.
“Uncle Michael, I should get going then. Please remember to go online at eight sharp tonight and we’ll be having a training session tomorrow since you haven’t played for two weeks already.”
After getting rid of Stanley, Michael shook his head in frustration.
So annoying!
Meanwhile, Sophia rushed back to her room in order to take out her phone used specifically for gaming. As she had left the phone at home and forgot about it, the battery was flat. She found she had hundreds of messages once the battery of the phone was fully charged.
‘Sirius, where the f*ck have you gone?! You’d better get online now!’
‘If you don’t appear soon, I’ll hang myself to death at the door of your house!’
‘You’d better wait for me at home because after the tournament, I’ll shoot you with a gun!’
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