Chapter 1222

Chapter 1222:

Healy was shocked. He didn’t expect that J, the person he had looked down upon, could come up with such a plan. But how could he be sure this wasn’t a trap for him?

Healy stared at each line of text as if scrutinizing it. After a while, he typed sharply, “There are only two weeks left until the end of the simulation. For me, your plan is just empty talk.”

J said, “Whether it’s just empty talk, you can go verify it right now.”

Healy sharply caught J’s reminder. It hit him then—he had been led by J in this conversation, following their game plan all along.

A spark of suspicion flickered in Healy’s chest. He swiftly exited the chat and searched for “J” on the public channel. In just a matter of weeks, J had shot up from the bottom, now ranking sixty-third, with their assets growing at an astonishing rate. How had they done it? With all this power, did they truly want to help him?

In that moment, Healy’s entire perception of J shifted.

“Mr. J, you’re nothing like I imagined. It was my own assumptions that led me to misjudge you. Thank you for your willingness to work with me!”

Their cooperation went smoothly. A week later, the high-tech industrial park was finished. Madisyn’s ranking had risen to twenty-seventh, while Healy surged from fifth to third place.

The success of the first stage boosted Healy’s confidence, and he threw himself into the next phase with full force.

In the channel, everyone who had been following the bet between Healy and Lilian buzzed with chatter.

“Healy is still climbing the ranks under these circumstances. He’s incredible!”

“The higher the ranking, the harder it is to advance. Do you think Healy could actually surpass Lilian?”

“Not so fast. He’s still way behind Lilian.”

Meanwhile, in the Blue Heart Club, Lilian was enjoying herself on the dance floor when she heard the rankings had shifted. Narrowing her eyes, she opened her laptop.

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“That Welch guy is in third place now? Is he really that resourceful?”

Lilian scrolled through Healy’s assets and analyzed the changes. When she got further down, a familiar name caught her eye.

Her brow furrowed, curiosity creeping in as she dug deeper. Seeing the wealth J had accumulated over such a short period, a flash of envy flickered in her eyes, soon joined by a streak of suspicion.

J—supposedly “empty-handed”—was causing waves and even teaming up with Healy. What was their game? As Lilian recalled how J had tried to please her in the past, a glint of amusement appeared in her eyes. Everyone knew she and Healy were sworn enemies. Was J trying to use Healy as a stepping stone to win her favor again?

Lilian was all too familiar with people like that, and she didn’t mind. If anything, it only intrigued her.

Now that Healy’s ranking had risen, she could sense his growing pride. If J joined forces with her to deal the final blow, Healy wouldn’t just suffer a mental breakdown—he’d be ridiculed by the entire industry.

Lilian tapped her fingers on the table, savoring the thought, and eagerly awaited J’s message. But two days passed, and there wasn’t a single word from J.

Lilian grew impatient and headed straight to her chat box.

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