A wry smile appeared on Max’s lips, knowing that Grim Reaper recognized his identity. He didn’t know whether to be happy or not because so many years had passed, and this man still rembered him.
After calming his surprise, Max couldn’t help but scold himself for worrying too much. Grim Reaper would never harm him if he didn’t break their agreent.
’Alright! Calm down, man. If this man wanted to hurt you, he would have done it a long ti ago.’ Max tried several tis to convince himself.
"Sure, GR! I know about the RDF Group..." Max smiled when he saw Gael’s expression, which wasn’t very expressive.
Stefan remained calm and composed after hearing Max’s words. He stared at him for a few more seconds before a half-smile slowly ford on the corner of his lips.
"Man, earlier, why did you look shocked? Did you think I wouldn’t recognize you?" Stefan asked.
Max chuckled, but he didn’t answer the question. Instead, he asked what he needed to know about the ga they would play.
"So, you are the one who created this ga?" Max was impressed with Grim Reaper’s abilities. He was a hacker but also created a top ga in the industry. Even he couldn’t do that. At Sinclair Group, he was not involved with the gaming division.
"Well, I won’t claim that I created it, although all the ideas and programming for the ga ca from ," Stefan answered casually. "But many people helped take this ga to where it is today. Without my team, my idea and programming would never have co to life."
’Did this man just sarcastically answer my question?’ Max was speechless, seeing how confident he was.
Silently venting his frustration in his mind before he said, "I see, you’re so talented, man—"
"Yeah, I know!" Stefan said.
Max, "..."
While Max and Stefan were talking, Dax was confused when he saw them suddenly chatting casually as if they were old friends eting for the first ti in a long ti.
Unable to hold his curiosity, Dax finally asked, "Uncle Max, Uncle Gael, do you know each other? Are you friends?"
Stefan turned his gaze to Dax. He felt amused when he saw his round blue eyes flash with curiosity. "I know him, but we are not friends. We just encountered each other at work once. Right, Max?" he said before turning to Max.
"Y-Yeah, that’s right; we’re not friends—" Max stamred, surprised to hear Grim Reaper’s answer; it sounded straightforward. Of course, they weren’t friends; they were enemies.
Stefan said nothing else. He focused again on his computer monitor, and his hand started dancing across the keyboard.
After a few minutes, Stefan’s hands slowly stopped moving as he turned to them, "Alright, let’s start playing; you guys can continue chatting later. Quick, accept my invitation. We can start now."
They both imdiately confird the invitation from One, the number one player on the global server. Their expressions, seeing that na, remained the sa, unreal.
While Dax and Max were amazed and happy to play with these top players, Stefan was busy observing how Dax played.
Stefan was amazed when he saw how fast Dax’s tiny arms and fingers danced across the standard keyboard. This boy’s hand and eye coordination are remarkable; he easily top Max’s speed and skill.
’Damn! This little man, what a talent!’ Stefan praised Dax silently. He was happy that his sister’s son was a genius boy. Now, Stefan has set his mind. He will offer Dax the opportunity to beco his padawan.
...
Bella entered the computer room when Stefan, Max, and Dax were fully imrsed in their ga and seed utterly unaware of her presence.
She was speechless when she saw the grown-ups, Stefan and Max, playing so seriously. However, Stefan still had the energy and attention to scold Max if he was making a silly mistake.
She heard Stefan call Max "stupid noobs" a few tis, which caused her son to laugh.
Seeing how serious and fun they were right now, Bella didn’t have the heart to disturb them in the middle of the ga. She waited a few more minutes, but they were not yet finished.
Even though she wanted to let them play, she couldn’t let Tristan and Sean be alone. She could imagine they might destroy the living room if they were left alone any longer.
Sigh deeply, Bella decided to approach them. She gently placed her hand on her son’s shoulder, "Dax..."
Only then did everyone notice her, leading them to stop playing abruptly.
"Mommy?" Dax was the first to react, seeing Bella already standing behind him.
"I’m sorry for stopping you from playing, baby..." A guilty smile frad her face before she explained to Dax that Sean was coming to see him.
Hearing Sean’s na, Dax instantly exited the ga and stood up from the chair with an enthusiastic expression.
"Really, Mom? Where is Uncle Sean? Let’s et him..." Dax’s little hand imdiately grabbed Bella’s hand. He couldn’t waste more ti, afraid his uncle would leave before eting him.
"In the living room. Your uncle is chatting with Daddy..." Bella faintly smiled, seeing Dax’s eyes beam. She left the room with Dax, leaving Stefan to continue talking with Max.
When Bella arrived in the living room, she saw Tristan and Sean looking at each other with icy gazes, arms crossed over their chests.
She could see how tense their expressions were now, as if they were fighting through their gazes.
Bella felt a sense of déjà vu as she gazed upon the sa scene she had witnessed earlier.
A relieved sigh escaped her lips. Although there was tension between them, they hadn’t hard each other in her absence, which was a positive sign.
Her adorable son chid in before Bella could give them a sign of her presence.
"Uncle Sean, I’m so happy to see you..." He shouted, breaking the silence and shocking Tristan and Sean.
Their expressions imdiately changed. There was no longer any tension in their gaze, replaced with warm smiles that frad their surprised faces.
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