Chapter 153

Nathaniel knew Harrison was quick, but this level of speed caught him completely off guard.

Gaming had always been effortless for him - until now. Harrison was the first to truly challenge him.

The realization hit him like a thunderbolt.

Sebastian sensed the shift immediately. "What the hell, Nathaniel? Harrison's matching you move for move. Get your head in the game! If I lose this match, I'm dropping from champion to bronze!"

Just as he spoke, Dominic entered the room. "Mr. Falcon, there's an urgent call from Rosewood Manor..."

Rosewood Manor? What could be wrong?

Nathaniel's focus fractured.

That single moment of distraction cost him the game.

His fingers froze mid-command. Defeat flashed across the screen.

He'd lost...to Harrison!

Nathaniel had only meant to teach her a playful lesson, maybe make her pout a little. This outcome? Unthinkable.

Sebastian's anguished cry shattered the silence. "NO! Nathaniel, you lost? My ranking! Three years of grinding - gone in one match!"

The devastation in Sebastian's voice was palpable. His digital empire had crumbled in minutes.

Nathaniel, however, remained eerily composed. A slow, amused smile curved his lips as he pressed his tongue against his cheek.

Harrison had just delivered the shock of his gaming career.

His attention shifted to Dominic. "What's happening at Grandmother's?"

"Mr. Falcon, they're calling about the missing herbal recipe Mrs. Falcon left for Mrs. Eleanor. She's requesting another copy."

So Eleanor was fine - it was Harrison's medicinal formula causing the stir.

Nathaniel grabbed his phone, opening WhatsApp without hesitation. His thumb hovered over the video call button to Harrison.

Meanwhile, in the girls' dorm...

Harrison stared at her screen in disbelief. She'd won, but not through skill. Her opponent - Sebastian - had suddenly transformed mid-game, his abilities skyrocketing to impossible levels.

She'd only secured victory when his connection seemed to falter. That split-second lag gave her the opening she needed for the final strike.

Truthfully? She knew she couldn't have beaten him fairly.

What had caused Sebastian's sudden power surge?

Her phone vibrated violently. Nathaniel's name flashed on the screen.

Why was he calling now?

She accepted the video call. Nathaniel's striking features filled her display.

He sat in a sleek black executive chair, his tailored white shirt stretching across his broad shoulders. The fabric clung to his muscular frame, enhancing his untouchable aura.

Nathaniel Falcon remained Willowbrook's most elusive bachelor - a man who existed in everyone's conversations but no one's reach.

Harrison met his gaze through the screen. "What do you need?"

Nathaniel's eyes darkened as he took in her appearance. Fresh from the shower, her raven hair was piled in a loose bun, damp tendrils curling against her porcelain neck.

The thin white camisole she wore revealed smooth shoulders, the delicate straps emphasizing her slender frame. The sight was unexpectedly... disarming.

For the first time, Nathaniel found himself speechless. This version of Harrison - relaxed, natural, glowing from her shower - radiated a youthful innocence he'd never noticed before.