Chapter 104: No Different from a Matchmaker
Netizens spontaneously felt that they had found the truth behind the matter, and this "truth" began to spread on a small scale.
At first, the scope was very small, but as things escalated, after a few hours of brewing, it made its way to the tail end of Twitter Trends.
Afternoon.
Caroline Edwin lifted the quilt, got up from bed groggily, stepped into her slippers, and rubbed her black hair.
She entered the bathroom, turned on the faucet, cupped her hands to splash tap water on her face.
After washing, she felt a lot more awake and pushed open her room door to go downstairs.
As soon as she reached the staircase, she could already hear the sounds of gaming.
Joan Edwin was sitting on the couch, holding his phone with one hand, his fingers skillfully operating on the screen, and occasionally cursing.
Amusement filled Caroline's eyes as she lazily walked into the living room.
She randomly picked a spot to sit and watched her little brother play his game angrily.