From Villain to Virtual Sweetheart: The Fake Heir's Grand Scheme(BL)

Micah stared at the glowing phone screen, and a flutter of excitement stirred in his chest, but accompanied by a small amount of confusion. Aidan had finally replied. After weeks of silence, there it was: a message.

RiverBridge: Thanks for your tips. How can I help you??

Micah’s face filled with a wide smile. But the sudden interest made him a bit apprehensive. From zero reaction to asking about what he wanted, the shift was too abrupt.

He pondered for a bit, biting his bottom lip. Even if there was a catch, he had nothing to lose. Yeah, it was better to seize this chance, even if it turned out to be a trap, than to let it go to waste. Honestly, after his failed past attempts, he couldn’t see any breakthrough.

Then he began typing carefully.

RogueOverlord: Oh, I didn’t do it to gain anything, Oppa!

His fingers froze over the screen. A second... then two.

Micah gagged.

Nope. He couldn’t send something cheesy like that. He quickly jabbed the delete key. He rewrote the message, more composed this time.

RogueOverlord: Oh, I didn’t do it to gain anything. I admired you for a long time. I just wanted to be a bit of a help to you.