The Game Character I Raised Was a Powerful Dynasty Heir Chapter 10

The Game Character I Raised Was a Powerful Dynasty Heir Chapter 10

After the dinner party, William and I began to see each other more and more often. 

He would invite me out to dinner, take me to art exhibitions, and sometimes we wouldn’t do anything at all–he would just sit quietly by my side and play video games with me. 

To be honest, I was a little overwhelmed. 

The heir to the mighty Shaw Group–the young 

master Shaw, whom everyone in New York’s elite circles both respected and feared–was actually willing to spend time with a down–and–out heiress 

who had been abandoned by her family. 

What was even stranger was that I noticed 

William’s expression would shift ever so slightly 

whenever I interacted with his character in the 

game. 

I fed my character cake in the game. 

The little figure on the screen had really good 

appetite. Its mouth wide open, taking bite after 

bite. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw William 

instinctively swallow, his Adam’s apple bobbing 

slightly. 

Another time, I interacted with the character in the 

game and chose the “tickle” action, and the little 

character on the screen laughed so hard he 

doubled over. 

William was sitting next to me when he suddenly 

let out a soft chuckle without warning. 

I looked up at him; he had regained his 

composure, as if nothing had happened just a 

moment ago. 

These coincidences were piling up–so many that I couldn’t ignore them anymore. 

I started conducting some tests on purpose. 

In the game, I had the character perform a certain action, then secretly observed William’s reaction. 

I had the character jump, and William’s shoulders twitched almost imperceptibly. 

I had the character turn around, and William’s gaze shifted slightly with the movement. 

I had the character pull a funny face, and the 

corner of William’s mouth twitched involuntarily. 

Now I was absolutely certain there must be some 

connection between these two. 

That afternoon, William received a phone call and 

got up to answer it on the balcony. 

I took this opportunity to say something to the game character. 

“Lil‘ Beggar, I wish you were real.” 

The little figure on the screen tilted its head and looked at me, then blinked. 

Then, a line of text slowly appeared in the dialog 

box. 

[I’ve always been real–I just couldn’t tell you.] 

My heart suddenly started racing, and my fingers. hovered over the screen just as I was about to ask more questions, when I heard footsteps behind 

1. me. 

William was back. 

I quickly closed the dialog box and pretended 

nothing had happened as I continued browsing through the materials. 

He sat down next to me and glanced at my phone screen. “Are you chatting with your game 

character? What are you talking about?” 

“Nothing,” I said, trying to sound calm. 

William stared into my eyes for a few seconds, 

then suddenly spoke. “If one day you found your 

video game character standing right in front of 

you, what would you do?”