Chapter 908: Chapter 908: The Magic of the Game
Caleb Mamet had always thought that they were playing a competitive game, but the game interfaceâs animation was too childish. He frowned and tapped the screen, which clearly displayed the words, âWelcome back! Dear Princess Xaviera, please help Lisa choose a dress for the ball.â
The usually calm and indifferent Calebâs mouth twitched slightly, and the phone in his hand suddenly felt like a hot potato, making him feel somewhat embarrassed.
This was actually a dress-up game for little girls? That was what Xaviera and Yigol Mamet had been playing together?
Caleb sat in the chair, unable to calm down for a long time, staring blankly at the game interface. He was very curious about what kind of charm this game had, which made Yigol, a grown man, so obsessed with it. So, the domineering CEO Caleb downloaded numerous dress-up games loved by young girls.
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Early the next morning, since it was the official day for the merger between Natural Sound and Clear Breeze, Yigol went downstairs early, only to find that the housekeeper and Steve Price were both absent, and only Caleb was sitting on the sofa holding a mobile phone.
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The living room was filled with the sound of the gameâs music. Yigol suddenly stopped, looking at Caleb in disbelief, his brother also played dress-up games? Was this really Caleb?
Yigol leaned in with a strange expression, and Caleb glanced at him before focusing back on the game. Yigol suddenly became nervous. Did Caleb know that he played this game? There was nothing wrong with him playing dress-up games. At first, he only watched Xenia Jaak playing, curious about the magic of the game, so he downloaded it.
Looking at Calebâs expression, Yigol couldnât help but swallow, fearing Caleb would ridicule him. He decided to take the initiative and pretended to be calm with his hands behind his back, âYo! Caleb, how old are you, and youâre playing a game that little girls like? Youâre a man! Youâre playing a dress-up game? Itâs so unbecoming and damaging to your dignity if people find out!â
Caleb snorted without looking back.
âYou donât accept defeat? Do you believe me if I tell Xaviera?â Yigol looked arrogant.
âSo what?â Caleb responded with disdain.
Yigol looked at Calebâs nonchalant expression and suddenly felt angry. He finally got a hold of Calebâs weakness, so how could he let him go easily? He adopted a rascalâs attitude, âYou are the president of the Mamet Corporation, the head of the Mamet family, and yet youâre hiding in the living room playing dress-up games in the early morning?
âTime is money, and every minute of yours is so precious. You actually use it to play games? I really misjudged you, and youâve disappointed me.â
Caleb sneered and continued playing, not paying any attention to him. Yigol sat down next to Caleb, and his eyes fell unconsciously on the phone screen. He asked in amazement, âHow did you pass this level?â
âWant to know?â Caleb raised his eyebrows.
Yigol nodded without hesitation: âYes!â
âBecause I have a high IQ, I also want to know why you canât pass such a simple game?â Calebâs tone was indifferent, but with a hint of disdain.
Yigolâs face was full of embarrassment, and he snorted angrily, âI didnât play this game at all. Donât slander me!â
âHow would you know that itâs difficult to pass this level if you havenât played it? Do you still want to deceive me?â Calebâs eyes flashed a hint of ridicule as he quietly watched Yigol pretending.
Yigol was still unconvinced, âI just saw Xenia playing, and I downloaded one. I didnât play it at all!â
âDidnât play?â Caleb pointed to the friends list on the screen, where Yigolâs name was prominently displayed. âIf you didnât play, why is your name here? And it shows that you have passed a hundred and thirty levels already.â
Yigolâs face was full of despair, and he wondered how he could have forgotten about this. It was too embarrassing to be discovered by his brother playing dress-up games.
On the other hand, Caleb curiously clicked on Yigolâs homepage, and his mouth twitched slightly. Then, he looked at his foolish brother with full of disgust, âYigol, your game name is âLittle Cute Yigolâ?â
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After breakfast, Yigol complained to Xaviera with a wronged face, âSister-in-law! You have to do something about Caleb! How can he treat his brother like this? He looks down on me for playing dress-up games and mocks my name!â
It was only then that Xaviera realized that she had forgotten to log out of the game interface yesterday, and Caleb must have seen it all.
Yigol was indignant, âWhatâs wrong with playing dress-up games? What right does he have to look down on me? Iâve decided that from today on, I will be an internet-addicted teenager! I want to play difficult games!â
Xaviera shook her head helplessly, thinking that with his intelligence, he could probably only play those kinds of games.