The Real Daughter Came Back to Chill and Kill novel Chapter 94

Percy's temper flared for no reason after hearing that. "Who the hell told you she doesn't play games?"

Scarlett was a gaming powerhouse, and he had never seen anyone play better than her. As it turned out, all that time she was stuck at the Quinn residence, they kept slapping her with the "non-gamer" label.

So, they gave her crappy phones that could barely run anything, and yet still made her grind ranks on Jonah's account behind the scenes. Good grief, what kind of messed-up crap had Scarlett been through?

Suddenly, everything clicked for her, too. It was no wonder the Quinn family kept gifting her phones ever so often. But they were phones that, conveniently, couldn't run games.

It wasn't just to secretly install trackers on them but also to stop her from gaming. What the hell were they so scared of? Were they scared she'd outshine Jonah by climbing the ranks? That was absolutely ridiculous.

The truth was, she had never even cared about stuff like that. She didn't even particularly like gaming.

It was only when Jonah lost a match and was feeling down that she'd quietly dive into Pride of Kings, training for a few nights straight until her phone was practically overheating. Then, the next time Jonah lost again, she'd casually pick up his phone and carry him back to victory.

Back then, Jonah was still stuck at the Celestial rank.

She was the one who pushed him all the way up from Supreme Mythic to Divine Mythic, Invincible Mythic, Paragon Mythic, and finally to Legend Mythic, which meant having one hundred stars in the mythic rank.

Every time she saw Jonah light up with happiness after ranking up, she couldn't help but smile along, putting even more effort into studying the game. And now, looking back, all that effort just felt so laughably meaningless.

Lily quickly jumped in to explain, "No, no, that's not what I meant! I just meant that Scarlett told me herself she doesn't like playing games."

As she spoke, she blinked her watery eyes pitifully, like she was the picture of innocence. Percy rolled his eyes at her reply. He hated crybaby types who teared up at the drop of a hat.

Girls like Scarlett—fierce, sharp, fearless, those were the ones one couldn't help but admire.

Lily once again held out the phone. "Scarlett, please take it. We really want you to have it."

Scarlett stepped aside without a word, her attitude crystal clear. Percy immediately moved to block the space between them, a sly smile playing on his lips.