Since I had already decided she would not be born into the Payne family, I needed to lay out every step for her myself.
Her name, assets, and future, I would arrange them one by one for her.
Even if she no longer stayed in the Payne family, she still had to grow up secure and free, never having to rely on anyone’s pity.
After I confirmed the last file, my trusted assistant lowered his voice and asked, “President Morrison, for the project ‘Knowing Me,’ do you want the payout or the project itself?”
I didn’t reply right away.
Instead, I logged into “Knowing Me” again.
When the familiar page showed up, my fingers stopped for a moment.
This ancient-style game, from the world-building to the character design to every story path, was almost completely built during the best years between Zion and me.
Many nights staying awake, many times tearing everything down to redo it, those busy, focused, working-together days had truly existed.
I thought I had already settled my feelings, but right then, I still felt a small bit of hesitation.
I naturally tapped into the couple space shared by Zion and me, only to be pushed out instantly.
The female owner in that space had already been switched, at some unknown time, to that player “Maeve Larson.”
Zion clearly saw that I logged in.
He didn’t give a single word of explanation.
The next moment, a pop-up asking for a two-million transfer showed up on my screen.
[One of the small online figures working under me is streaming “Knowing Me” and needs a nice background setup.]
[The couple area, let me borrow it for now.]
He really knew how to “borrow” things. He took over the secret place we spent more than half a year building in a single second.
I chose to log out right away.
Then I looked toward my assistant and said, “I want the ‘Knowing Me’ project itself.”
And I wanted full say over it. I didn’t want Zion and another woman ruining this game.
During the next two days, I fully moved my attention away from Zion.
But he showed up everywhere.
Inside the game, Zion and the streamer Maeve were always together.
Her room stayed open nearly all day, the headlines growing more suggestive each time, the viewer count rising fast.
I never clicked in, but people kept “accidentally” sending me screen captures.
The latest picture showed Zion setting off fireworks in Maeve’s stream.