Novel1Chapter 351 Hugo had been ranting for quite a while in the group chat before everyone else chimed in to console him.
Alan said, "Con, it was because you were injured back then." Brian echoed, "Exactly, exactly." Henry added, "We don't have a separate group, we don't. This is the only group we have." Brian insisted, "Yeah, Mr. Bartley, there's no way we have another group." Hugo wrote, "I don't believe it unless you add Miranda to this group." Without any hesitation, they all agreed, raising their virtual hands in a unanimous decision. After today's events, they were bonded by the thickest of ties.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHugo was particularly anxious about being left out, so he strongly insisted they add Miranda.
Miranda was in the middle of having dinner, when her phone buzzed with the notification of being added to the group chat.
Upon checking out the avatars, which were all overly confident selfies, she could immediately tell who was who. Why did they add her to the group? As soon as she joined, the group erupted in a flurry of virtual confetti, welcoming her warmly.
Then, each one of them started posting a link in the chat.
Hugo messaged, [Master, please check this out!] Seeing the flood of similar messages below, Miranda couldn't help but chuckle. She used to find these guys annoying, but now she had to admit they were surprisingly good sports. Much better than when she had a bet with Alistair and his crew back in Zephra, who couldn't handle losing to her at all. Unlike them, these guys coped with their defeat well.
She teased, [Master? Wasn't I the queen?] Hugo replied, [I was wrong, Miranda - no, Master. I'm your humble follower now, whatever you say goes. My life is yours!] Brian sent a voice message, followed by a text translation, "We were wrong, I'm the draf queen! We only heard rumors before, Miranda, don't take it to heart. You could never be a queen!" sw Alan chimed in, [I'm sorry, Miranda. I'll never say it again. You can smackaround next tif you want.] Henry declared, [If anyone talks bad about you next time, I'll be the first to knock them out!] There was no way they still thought of Miranda as a queen. How could someone as cool as her be anything but amazing? Those people must have e prejurel against her, leading to the slander.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHence, they all blocked Celeste. It was Celeste's fault for making them misunderstand such a great person. Watching them grovel so quickly, Miranda faised an eyebrow with satisfaction. Otherwise, she might have had to teach them a lesson for all the trouble they caused her before.
The group chat was filled with their apologies, the messages coming in so fast it was hard to keep up.
Ignoring them for a moment, she clicked on the link they sent. It turned out to unen sent be a status update they all posted on their social media accounts.
These guys were somewhat known figures. They didn't have a hugem whaves following, but they were well-connected within their circle. When each of them posted the sstatus, "Miranda is my master @Miranda," it sent shockwaves through the community.
Virell-WILL commented, [Miranda? You mean the Miranda I'm thinking of?] Dreams of Many Girls wrote, [What on earth is going on with you guys?] RichBoy asked, [Can someone explain?] Heir to the Throne inquired, [What happened? Is she the one who beat you all up at the club last time??] Celeste chimed in, [Why did you block me?!]
Celeste left comments under each of their social media posts, even tried calling them, only to discover her calls wouldn't go through either. Utterly confused, she went back to their posts and furiously typed, [Did Miranda tell you to block me?? Are you guys nuts?!] mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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