Chapter 1135

Chapter 1135:

“You love these dishes? I’ll whip them up for you when I get home.” Madisyn chatted with him for a few minutes before cutting it short, not wanting to interrupt his work-related meal.

Feeling quite satisfied after her meal, she decided to take a stroll nearby to help with digestion, considering she had already finished her work for the afternoon.

She strolled through the mall toward the pedestrian street, but her path was suddenly blocked by a group of four boys, who looked like they had just come from school. The tallest, with his arm draped casually around a friend, was animatedly saying, “C’mon, we gotta practice. We have to crack the top fifty rankings today!”

The four of them were engrossed in their discussion. Since this section of the path was narrow, with railings and flowerbeds on the sides, Madisyn couldn’t go around them. Hearing that their conversation was about a game, she asked, “Hi, what game are you talking about?” The boys turned toward her, their faces lighting up with surprise and curiosity.

“We’re talking about Finger Dance, a rhythm game.” They exchanged a quick glance before their leader spoke up again, tilting his head at her.

“What’s up? Are you interested in playing too?”

Madisyn arched an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on her lips.

“Why not? Can’t I play?”

What the boys didn’t know was that she was the top player of the game, though she had been too preoccupied with work lately to keep up. She wondered briefly if her reflexes were still as sharp.

The leading boy quickly waved his hands, flustered.

“No, no, it’s just—do you actually know how to play?”

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“Of course,” Madisyn replied smoothly, her confidence unshaken.

“I heard the game’s been updated recently. It must be even more fun now.”

Noticing her trendy vibe, the boys warmed up to her. Their leader, clearly impressed, introduced himself.

“Hey, I’m Hank Rutherford. There’s a team battle mode now—why don’t you join us for a match?”

Madisyn hadn’t expected Hank’s eager invitation. Just as she was about to respond, a sarcastic voice cut through the air from behind them.

“Hank, are you seriously picking up random women on the street to play games? You should probably check your own skills first. Don’t embarrass yourself by trying to be a hero and failing miserably. That’d be hilarious!”

“Austen Chavez! How dare you show your face in front of me?” Madisyn watched as the once cheerful boy standing before her transformed, his expression twisting into…

One of utter disgust, as though he was barely holding himself back from throwing a punch at the newcomer.

She turned around, and when her eyes fell on the two figures standing behind her, a spark of surprise flickered in her eyes.

“Tatiana?”

“Madisyn?”

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