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Chapter 13
Zane leaped from second to last place to the top of the rankings, leading by an unassailable margin!
Fans from other families were so shocked.
“I am blind! Why don’t these special effects stop; I can’t even see my baby’s face!”
“Where did this rich person come from? I’m on my knees!”
“Zane has such big-shot fans??”
Zane: “I’d like to know what’s happening, too!”
After sending the gifts, Elizabeth left a message, “Gifts were delivered. I’m leaving.”
“User 7265988” left the live broadcast room…
The big shot entered with a high profile and left quietly.
Leaving a crowd of envious netizens who wanted nothing more than to cling to the big shot’s leg, “Big shot! Spoil us!”
Zane lowered his head in silence, glanced at a text message on his phone, and his eyes trembled.
Could this be not a scam?
Or was this an angel sent from heaven to rescue me?
…
Elizabeth was unaware that her big-shot act had made it to the top of Blog trending topics. Numerous netizens wanted to dig up her identity but ultimately found nothing, as the big shot had deactivated her account after sending the gifts.
“User 7265988” became a legend on the Lemon Live Broadcasting Platform.
Elizabeth turned off her computer, took out a notebook from her drawer, and began to write with a calm and focused expression.
She checked off item 2 in her “100 Rules of Being a Person” list: “Giving gifts brings people closer.”
After a moment’s thought, she added:
“Dad and Mom are good people.”
“Jack is a bit stupid.”
“Linda was brainless.”
For the entry labeled “Zane…”
Elizabeth paused and her little face was tightened, and she continued carefully.
“Grandpa, being a good person is hard, but I’ll try my best.”
Elizabeth looked at these words, her eyes weary and somewhat vacant.
Because she didn’t want to be abandoned again, she had no plans to return to her biological family.
However…
When Professor Emeritus Lawrence was gravely ill, he kept saying something.
“Elizabeth, you should go back and live a normal life; you’re still young, so don’t live like you’re aged.”
“Try it, maybe it will be different this time. Your parents are good people and they’ll treat you well.”
“Grandpa wants you to be truly happy.”
Elizabeth collected her thoughts, put down her pen, closed her notebook, and her expression remained as indifferent as ever.
…
After returning to the Wilson family, Elizabeth stayed in her room for several days processing data.
To Sophia, it seemed like her daughter was addicted to the Internet. Sophia tried several times to take Elizabeth out for a stroll but was silently rejected each time.
Sophia was worried; could her precious daughter be hopelessly addicted to the Internet?
But it was natural for Elizabeth, being new to Metro City, to find everything fascinating. In the end, Sophia only advised her to have some balanced recreation and to manage her time well.
Sophia let Elizabeth do as she pleased.
On Sunday, after finishing work, Jack found time to go home. Noticing Elizabeth’s absence, he asked Linda.
“Where’s Elizabeth?”
Linda, sitting on the sofa pretending to watch the news, turned her head to look at Jack, “Elizabeth is in her room playing video games.”
Jack frowned instinctively, “Video games? How long has she been playing?”
Linda wore her usual innocent look, “It seems like quite a while. I don’t know what game she’s playing, but it must be really fun. Otherwise, it’s been hard to catch a glimpse of her these past few days, except during meal times. I’ve been wanting to point out key points for her to study but couldn’t find the opportunity.”
Jack’s budding good impression of Elizabeth plummeted after hearing Linda’s words.
So much for planning to get into Sunny Heights High School—how could playing video games result in academic success?
If she couldn’t do it and had no intention of doing so, she shouldn’t have talked big in the first place.
Jack felt it was unacceptable. He turned around and went upstairs to have a talk with Elizabeth.