After all, as dumb as Ron was, he was almost as proficient with computers as an amateur hacker.

Affluent households had this benefit. They were firm believers in providing their children with a top-notch education that would prepare them for the real world.

But nobody considered the possibility that Anthony would fail financially.

“You can proceed. I am going to bed." Finally, this round was completed and Lorraine hastened to leave since she felt a Little uncomfortable.

Anthony was a good man for sure, and he could be counted on. Lorraine would have no idea how to go with the game if he hadn't been helped in the first place.

Lorraine thought he did a great job and at the same time she was disappointed in Vivian, who she thought was causing trouble.

They were family, after all. Why did she say such those things seemingly against Maria with no apparent reason? That was quite annoying. Lorraine instantly decided to keep a safe distance from her in the future.

“Aunt Lorraine, Let me walk you to your room Seeing that Lorraine was about to leave, Vivian decided to make a move.

Lorraine was taken aback by her words for a moment. Vivian grabbed her arm before she could refuse.

Therefore, Lorraine could only nod.

“I don't want to delay your game though."

"It's okay."

The desk against the wall on the right side of the bedroom instantly caught Vivian's attention as she and Lorraine entered the room.

They had separate study rooms in the east wing of the mansion, yet Lorraine still had a desk, paper, and pen in her bedroom. It was clear that her interests lay primarily in Literature.

A piece of paper with exquisite handwriting was lying on the desk. Aside from that, there were numerous stacks of books that seemed to be frequently read.

What drew Vivian in was a closed Laptop on the desk. Wasn't it used for writing online novels?

Lorraine saw Vivian's attention drawn to the desk and said, "I have been practicing my handwriting recently. I didn't intend to make use of copybooks. What I did was write down the extracts from the books." Practicing her handwriting?

Vivian instantly recalled the couple of pages she had picked up. Lorraine must have written those!

It was evident that she was lying! She wrote those new chapters of the novel but claimed that she was just practicing her handwriting.

Vivian scoffed in her heart.

She had a brilliant idea!

Maybe there was another new chapter of Female Military Counsellor on the desk. If only she could have a glimpse at it...

“Vivian, I need to go to bed,"

Lorraine said this in a nice way to try to get Vivian to leave. However, Vivian said, "Auntie, you may first take a rest. The desk is in a mess. Let me clean it up for you before I go!"