Chapter 13 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Lifting his blanket, Franklin rushed downstairs in his pajamas and with his hair still messy. He was worried that Lauren would be bullied, but when he went downstairs, he saw Mr. Hayes and Lauren sitting opposite each other.

Mr. Hayes was comforting Lauren. “Miss Lauren, this… whoever wins or loses with scissors, paper and stone depends on luck. I don’t want to win all the time.”

“Woohoo, I don’t care. Grandpa must let me win once!”

Franklin was speechless.

He thought something had happened, but in the end, it was just because this little fellow had lost in the game of scissors, paper and stone.

He lowered his head to look at himself. He didn’t even have time to put on his slippers just now. How embarrassing! If his younger brother Quinn saw him in this manner, he would definitely be ridiculed for several years.

Just as Franklin was about to sneak back to his room, the maids had already noticed him.

“Good morning, Eldest Young Master.”

The maids who were cleaning the vases at the side had also observed him for a long time before they could confirm that this man in plaid pajamas was the Eldest Young Master who was always serious.

The other maids had also noticed Franklin.

Thus, more than ten maids on the first floor of the Torres residence shouted together, “Good morning, Eldest Young Master.”

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After being yelled at by everyone, Lauren also knew that Franklin had woken up.

Sliding down from the high sofa chair, Lauren ran to Franklin barefooted, she grabbed Franklin’s hand and shook it.

“Brother, Grandpa bullied me. Sob, sob… I keep losing, I keep losing!”

[System Divine Nine: Host, why did you turn off the divination function? Turn on the divination function. You can win with any game, not to mention game of scissors, paper and stone.]]

Lauren’s prophet level had already reached level 20. In the past when her level was low, her prophecy ability was weak and her accuracy was inconsistent, sometimes high and sometimes low.

But now that she was at level 20, she could already predict 100% in advance what would happen in the next five minutes.

Of course, the things she predicted would not be too specific, but she could identify dangerous things and stop them in time.

As her level increased, her control over this ability also became stronger. Lauren could now freely activate or disable this ability.

“Little Nine, play the game fair! You don’t even understand this!” Although she knew that losing was inevitable, Lauren was still very sad after losing more than ten times.

She didn’t even cry when she was bitten at the age of three while trying to get rid of two vampires. But now, she was crying like a baby.