Caleb Faulkner was a bit troubled and muttered, "The other side didn’t agree, what do we do?"
Estelle Sterling’s eyes shifted, "Taunting!"
Upon hearing this, Caleb Faulkner’s eyes lit up with an idea.
He started typing provocations on the keyboard.
Star Faulkner brothers: "Undefeated, are you afraid to bet with us? If you’re too scared to bet, then forget it. We’re logging off now."
Jonathan Jennings had been waiting for so long, there was no way he would let them leave. He immediately replied, "Don’t log off, I agree to your demands!"
Caleb Faulkner began to laugh, "He agreed."
Under the encouragement of the spectators, the battle between the two accounts quickly began.
This time, the two brothers clearly felt the pressure. Jonathan Jennings was even more formidable than last time.
Moreover, every step he took seemed well thought through, which made them feel even more pressured.
Caleb Faulkner frowned, his face wary and grave, and he said anxiously, "Little Star, we seem to be in trouble."
Estelle Sterling looked at the chessboard, her small face was more serious than ever, this was a critical game.
Whether they could win against Jonathan Jennings with this board and thereby help Alaric Faulkner depended on now!
Jonathan Jennings was smug, today he was going to win; as long as he won this round, he could prove that the small account last time was just luck.
Estelle Sterling watched them being forced into retreat by the board, feeling like they were about to collapse.
He immediately stood up and ran outside.
"Caleb, keep an eye on it, don’t lose, I’m going to get someone to help."
Soon Estelle Sterling ran into Alaric Faulkner’s study.
Alaric Faulkner was sitting at the computer dealing with matters.
Seeing Estelle Sterling burst in, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "What’s going on?"
Estelle Sterling didn’t say a word, immediately came over, pulled his hand, and said urgently, "There’s no time to explain, come quickly, we’re about to lose."
What exactly was Estelle Sterling talking about?
However, Alaric Faulkner got up and followed him out.
The two entered the room, and upon the first glance, Alaric Faulkner saw the stalemate on the computer.
In an instant, he understood why Estelle Sterling was jumping around so anxiously.
Alaric Faulkner assessed the situation slightly and then leisurely smiled, "Is this all he’s got?"
Caleb Faulkner looked up at Alaric Faulkner, his eyes shining.
"Daddy, do you have a way to win? We bet with Great-grandpa, if he loses, he’ll agree to do one thing for us, then he can back you up!"
Alaric Faulkner patted Caleb Faulkner’s head.
He pulled out a chair, sat down, and then made a move.
Eleanor Sterling opened the door and walked in, seeing the three of them staring at the computer.
Then she took a closer look, wasn’t it the account she saw the other day, her grandfather’s?
Eleanor Sterling felt a mix of emotions, pitying Jonathan Jennings.
"How can the three of you gang up on an old man?"
Estelle Sterling said with a straight face and unblushed breath, "Sister Eleanor, Caleb and I are just watching, Daddy’s the one playing against Great-grandpa, if anyone’s bullying, it’s him bullying." ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel-fire.ɴet
Listening to his sophistry, Eleanor Sterling helplessly shook her head.
"Alright, you guys can play."
She was about to leave when Alaric Faulkner suddenly pulled her over and made her sit on his lap.
Eleanor Sterling let out a surprised cry and immediately struggled.
How shameless of Alaric Faulkner!
The children were right there, and he was being all touchy-feely.
Eleanor Sterling felt utterly embarrassed, afraid of setting a bad example for the kids.