The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 272

“No one in the entire server can beat CrimsonFirst.”

“No wonder they're ranked number one—a living legend! Smart and skilled, both at once.”

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Meanwhile, Travis and Sylvan’s gameplay was catching the audience’s attention, too.

Quite a few viewers quickly became fans of their unique style.

Inside the Carmichael Mansion, Weston, Raymond, Salome, and Vicente Carmichael sat shoulder to shoulder on the couch, their eyes glued to the live-streamed match.

Weston slapped the table so hard in excitement that he nearly crushed the mug in his hand. “That’s my granddaughter, making the family proud!”

He glanced at the scrolling chat on the screen. “By the way, do you all know what CrimsonFirst is?” he asked, turning to the others.

Raymond, who had done his homework, answered without hesitation, “She’s ranked first out of everyone who plays this game.” There was a hint of pride in his eyes as he spoke.

Weston grinned so wide his eyes almost disappeared. “Outstanding. She really is good at everything.” He didn’t really understand much about leaderboards, but hearing “number one” was more than enough to make him beam with pride.

Raymond echoed with a smile, “Of course. My daughter’s the best at whatever she puts her mind to.”

The two of them were so delighted, anyone watching might have thought they’d been the ones competing.

Salome chuckled at their antics, pride swelling in her own chest. Thinking of Travis, she cleared her throat. “Dad, you know, Travis really has a knack for these games, too. Maybe you could go a little easier on him? He’s grown up now. Has his own pride.”

Weston huffed and shot her a look. “He’s... passable, I suppose.” But he didn’t press the point.

Salome knew her father had taken her words to heart, even if he’d never admit it out loud.