Chapter 348 A Good Deed, Honestly


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    Dalton pressed his lips together slightly, a flicker of something unreadable shing through his eyes.


    But in the next moment, he blinked, and his expression settled back into calm. His gaze was clear and steady, voice smooth and even. “It makes sense that he’d hate me”


    With that, he fell silent again. Just then, the tiramisu and tea Jean had ordered were brought to the table by


    <b>a </b>server.


    Dalton had a third of an icedtte left beside him, and an openptop sat on the table in front of him.


    Jean took a sip of her fruit tea while casually ncing around-


    She leaned slightly closer to Dalton and asked politely, “Do you want some cake? I can treat you.”


    Dalton smiled and shook his head. “No need. If anyone’s treating, it should be me.”


    His eyes softened as he looked at her. “Little kids shouldn’t be the ones treating their older brothers.”


    Little kids… Dalton didn’t look much older than a teenager himself, and yet here he was, calling her a kid-


    She was already twenty–nine, for crying out loud! Jean’s gaze drifted–just briefly–over Dalton’sptop


    screen.


    She hadn’t meant to peek. She’d only caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye-


    But that one nce was enough to spot something interesting.


    She saw a clearlybeled “League” icon on Dalton’s desktop….


    <i>Dalton </i><i>yed </i><i>“</i><i>League </i><i>of </i><i>Legends</i><i>” </i><i>too</i><i>? </i>


    “You y this game?” Jean’s eyes lit up in surprise as she pointed toward the icon on the screen.


    Dalton nodded calmly. “Yeah, sometimes.”


    “Then you could totally team up with us–wait,” Jean’s brain jumped straight to the tournament when she heard Dalton yed. “You could team up with my brother…”


    “Your brother’s putting a team together for a tournament?” Dalton asked, his face still neutral.


    “Mm–hmm.” Jean nodded. “It’s something the League devs are running. I don’t know much about it… just that his team’s still short one person, and they haven’t been able to find the right fit.”


    She looked him in the eye, a smile breaking across her face. “I think you’d be perfect.”


    “Why?” Dalton smiled back, a soft curve to his lips.


    “Because…” Jean paused, trying to put it into words-


    Honestly, she really liked Dalton. Not in a romantic way–just that he was easy to be around. He didn’t make her feel awkward or tense.


    Even though Winston clearly had some kind of beef with him, Jean felt like-


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    Chapter 348 A Good Deed, Honestly


    That whole thing was probably a misunderstanding


    18 Pearls


    Sure, Winston had a crappy temper and wasn’t exactly warm, but he wasn’t a bad person. And Dalton… Dalton didn’t even <i>look </i>like someone who could do anything bad.


    For things to have gotten this bad between them, there had to be a mistake somewhere.


    If this tournament team–up could give them a chance to clear the air.


    <i>Wow</i>. That’d really be a good <i>deed </i><i>on </i><i>her </i><i>part</i>. Of course, Jean had her own reasons too-


    She wanted to figure out where she’d heard Dalton’s voice before. If she pulled him into the team, she’d have more chances to watch and listen.


    But none of that was stuff she could say out loud, so she gave a sheepish littleugh and dodged the question. “Because my brother’s desperate. He really needs thatst missing piece–and you’re right here.”


    Dalton lifted his eyes just slightly, giving her a half–smile. “You y this game too? You’re on your brother’s team?”


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