MMORPG: Rebirth as a Chapter 100

Early in the morning, Suri was startled at the knock on her door while what was left of their Maid’s inford her that she had a visitor.

Suri groaned and looked at the ti on her bedside table [6:00 AM].

Exactly six, and soone was already waiting for her downstairs?

“Who is it?” Suri grumbled loud enough for the Maid to hear her.

“It’s Mr. Scar, my lady.”

“. . .” Suri was still half asleep. The sleepless nights took a toil at her. But at the ntion of Scar’s na, she shot from the bed and wiped the saliva off her lips.

“Tell him, I’ll be there in ten . . . no five minutes!”

Suri imdiately flipped her blanket and got out of the bed with nothing on but her birthday suit. She washed her face and took a quick mouthwash before she picked a spaghetti strap and shorts.

Suri was baffled as to why Scar would co this early into her house, but she had to admit that she was still excited at seeing him even though he had dumped her.

Maybe he wanted to get back?

Suri was hopeful, but she kept it to the minimum. Least, she wanted more disappointnts.

However, Suri couldn’t think of any reason as to why Scar would visit her so early in the morning except maybe to talk about their relationship?

Almost a year had passed since their breakup, and this was the first ti Scar revisited her house. Even though he dumped her first and got together with Invayne after just a week of their break up and after the burial of her parents . . . she still liked him.

Years that they had been together, both in college and in the ga. She was beside him all the way, supporting him throughout his journey to becoming a pro player. She even beca one to be with him.

Suri really thought that what they had was real. That Scar was the one, and they would get married after college . . . only to be slapped on the face that Scar was only using her.

It was made apparent at how quick he was to cut her off the mont that she beca a burden.

At the mory, her feelings for Scar were overpowered by hate.

Suri looked first in the mirror before she put her bitch face on.

Whatever Scar was here for was surely only for his benefit.

Co to think of it, throughout their relationship, she always followed Scar and whatever he decided was the law. It was always about him and serving him and nothing else. What he needed was a boyfriend-sitter and never a girlfriend.

The more Suri thought about it, the angrier and thankful she was that she didn’t marry that self-centered guy.

“What do you want?” Suri said the mont that Scar appeared in her line of view after she went down the flight of stairs and went to the living area where he was prettily sitting on a couch with two legs raising on the footrest, reading the daily news like it was his ho and she was the guess.

Scar was still the sa. Breaming with confidence and riches. Only a million-dollar Patek watch ever graced his wrist. He was wearing a black long sleeve V-neck shirt and pants from a branded icon designer. His sleek black hair was always in style, and there was nothing on his handso face but an amiable smile.

Scar put down the papers in his hands and ushered Suri onto the chair opposite him. “Sit.”

Suri crossed her arms and balled her tongue against her inner cheek. She glared at Scar before she took her seat and scoffed.

“How have you been?” Scar asked before he sipped his coffee.

“Make it quick. I don’t have ti to waste on you,” Suri snappily said.

Scar’s smile remained on his lips even at Suri’s blatant hostility towards him.

“I see that you’re still salty about what happened between us.”

“I can’t?” Suri sneered. “You dumped

as soon I beca a burden to you, and not even a week, you get together with our group manager. I’m not even surprised if you’re already in a relationship with her way before we break up.”

Scar only huffed a laugh. “Of course not. I’m a one-girl kind of man. But I have to admit that Invayne was more attentive than you, and I got hooked.”

Suri scoffed. “And much richer, apparently.”

Scar only smiled while he gently shook his head. “Think whatever you want.”

“What are you doing here anyway?” snapped Suri.

Scar took a deep breath and leaned on the couch with crossing hands. “Actually, I want to speak with Nikolai.”

Suri’s pupils turned to dost, and she asked with a threatening voice. “What do you want with Nikolai?”

Scar was silent for a mont before he leaned forward. “I just want to ask him so simple questions regarding Vulcan’s Cave.”

“. . .”

Knowing Scar, Suri knew that he was going to ask Nikolai on how to defeat Vulcan, and she laughed. “Scar . . . don’t tell

that until now, you still haven’t cleared that cave? Have you been trying nonstop all night?”

Suri giggled. “Is that why you’re here so early in the morning? To ask my little brother how to defeat the Boss?”

Suri had to admit that she felt satisfied when Scar’s smile froze on his face.

Suri continued to laugh. “Scar, you still haven’t changed, I see. You always speak about teamwork and being a sport at those nurous interviews but behind all that fart, behind all your amiable appearance, sweet smile, and kind eyes . . . you’re just a big sore loser.”

“. . .” Scar was quiet for a mont before his smile dropped, and he looked at Suri seriously. “And I see that you still like to shove every little thing on my face. That’s why Invayne is so much better than you. Quieter too.”

Suri’s lips rose in a condescending smirk. “I bet she is. After all, what you like is a puppet that would take care of you and obey your every whim.”

Scar stared at Suri before he stifled a laugh and changed the topic. “I want you to know that my father’s company is interested in buying The Richers.”

“. . .” Suri’s smile fell from her face.

“However, I can talk to him and ask him not to do that for all ti sakes . . . but all depends on that one little information.”

Suri couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Are you . . . blackmailing ?”

Scar stood to his feet and shrugged. “Think of it however you want. Like you said . . . I am a sore loser, and I will do everything in my power to redeem our guild. To redeem my na. Your choice.”

“. . .” Suri knew that Scar was being serious. However, she was torn between Nikolai’s feelings, Silvia’s feelings, and her own feelings.

Scar’s family could surely buy their little chain of hotels. It would just be another investnt for them.

And if that happened, Suri would surely lose her parent’s legacy.

“An,” Suri called their Maid while her nails dug against the palm of her hands. She bit her bottom lip and gnashed her teeth, “Call Nikolai to co here.”