Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives - Chapter 1305

Chapter 1305: How The Hell Did She Get Here?!

Chapter 1305: How The Hell Did She Get Here?!

Villain Ch 1305.

How The Hell Did She Get Here?!

Jordan continued, his tone casual but carrying a weight that silenced the murmurs.

“I should also mention, back when I met her, she didn’t know I was a Goldborne.

I never brought it up.

I didn’t see the point in complicating things.” The same young reporter, clearly riding the momentum of the moment, pressed further.

“So Allen’s mother won’t marry you?” Jordan laughed lightly, shaking his head.

“I guess not.

I can’t force someone, can I?

Unless you want me to start some juicy gossip about a secret affair or something.

But no, I respect her choices.

So, I guess I’m still single.” The room erupted in a mix of laughter and chatter.

Even Allen found himself smirking despite the awkwardness of the topic.

Leave it to Jordan to spin rejection into something almost charming.

But the questions kept coming.

“Allen,” another reporter called out, “how do you feel about your father’s efforts to reconnect with your mother?

Does it affect your relationship with him?” Allen took a deep breath, considering his response.

“It doesn’t,” he said simply.

“My relationship with my dad is separate from whatever happened-or didn’t happen-between him and my mom.

I respect them both, and I respect their decisions.” It was a diplomatic answer, and Allen knew it.

But what else was he supposed to say?

A part of him had always wondered what life might’ve been like if things had been different.

But no, that wasn’t for the media to chew on.

That was his, and his alone.

Jordan’s voice snapped Allen out of his thoughts.

“Alright, that’s enough for now,” Jordan said smoothly, his tone commanding enough to silence the murmuring reporters.

“The impromptu Q&A session is closed.

We’ll continue later if necessary.” Allen let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding.

‘Finally!’ He caught Jordan gesturing toward the duel arena setup on the other side of the room.

It was time for the demo.

Allen nodded slightly, a silent acknowledgment, before unclipping the mic from his lapel and placing it on the podium.

Emma followed suit, her movements brisk and efficient.

They descended the stage using separate staircases, Allen taking the one closest to the VIP section.

The moment his polished shoes touched the floor, the cameras went wild.

Flash after flash lit up the room, reporters calling his name to get a shot or maybe coax another soundbite out of him.

He ignored them, his expression calm, detached.

Years of gaming under intense scrutiny had trained him well for moments like this.

But as he walked past the sea of faces, something-or rather someone-caught his eye.

Sophia.

She was seated among the guests, her posture as perfect as ever, dressed in a sleek red dress that screamed attention.

Her hair was styled just the way she used to wear it when they were together, and for a moment, Allen’s steps faltered.

‘How the hell did she get here?!’ His expression didn’t betray his thoughts, though.

He kept his face neutral, his stride steady.

As far as anyone could tell, he hadn’t even noticed her.

But inside, his mind raced.

And then, sitting right beside her, he saw him.

‘Mr.

Bell.’ Recognition hit him like a jolt.

Of course.

Mr.

Bell-the agency higher-up who had been a little too friendly with Sophia.

Allen hadn’t paid much attention at the time.

‘So that’s how she got here.’ He scoffed internally, his lips twitching in what might’ve been a smirk if he’d let it show.

‘Rich, friendly, and conveniently well-connected.

Makes sense.’ He didn’t spare them another glance, though.

Sophia wasn’t worth his time, and Mr.

Bell?

Well, he could enjoy whatever version of Sophia he’d secured for himself.

Allen had no interest in revisiting that chapter of his life.

He approached the duel arena with Emma by his side.

The setup was impressive-a dome-shaped area with a futuristic glow, connected to two sleek capsules positioned at opposite ends.

The design was cutting-edge, meant to immerse players fully in the experience.

This wasn’t just a game; it was a whole new level of competition.

Once they reached the capsules, Allen and Emma each pressed a button on their respective sides.

The system scanned their fingerprints, confirming their identities before the capsules slid open with a soft hiss.

Allen stepped inside, the interior lighting up in a cool blue glow.

He settled into the ergonomic seat, the material molding perfectly to his form.

Emma’s voice crackled through the communication system built into the capsules.

“Ready?” she asked, her tone calm but carrying a hint of excitement.

“Always,” Allen replied, his lips quirking into a small smile.

He reached for the helmet and slid it on, the device clicking into place with a snug fit.

The moment it was secured, the capsule began to close, sealing him in a bubble of silence.

The interface came to life in front of his eyes, holographic menus and data projections lighting up his vision.

The system’s voice-a smooth, neutral tone-greeted him.

[Welcome, Allen Goldborne.

Connection to duel device initializing…] Allen flexed his fingers, feeling the slight buzz of the neural link syncing with his movements.

It was seamless, almost second nature.

He’d tested this system a dozen times before the event, but this was different.

This was the public debut.

The lights in the dome dimmed, and a hush fell over the audience.

A spotlight illuminated the arena as the system’s voice echoed across the space.

[Duel Mode: Activated.

Participants: Allen Goldborne versus Emma Goldborne] The crowd murmured, excitement rippling through the room.

Allen could hear the faint cheers of spectators, the buzz of anticipation building like a crescendo.

Inside the capsule, Allen’s screen lit up with a countdown.

[Three… Two… One] The world around him shifted, the dome dissolving into a sprawling battlefield.

The transition was seamless, the VR environment so vivid it felt like Allen had been dropped into another world entirely.

Snow blanketed the dense forest surrounding him, the trees swaying in a phantom breeze that felt too real to be fake.

The crunch of snow beneath his boots confirmed it-this wasn’t just an illusion.

Every step, every sound, every tiny detail screamed immersion.

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