Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 549

Thus, the CEO, who had been snubbed by his wife, simply took the laptop from her and proceeded to log into a game with her character.

Perhaps out of sheer frustration—

Lambert played with ruthless precision, utterly crushing his opponents until they were on the verge of quitting. His teammates flooded the chat with "666" and pleas like "Carry us, boss!"—effectively lifting his dampened spirits in an instant. Setting the laptop aside, he cast a sidelong glance at Ariana, his expression practically screaming, 'See how amazing your husband is?'

Ariana: "..."

Though slightly amused, she couldn’t deny her surprise.

Blinking, she asked, "Since when have you played this game?"

Lambert rose casually. "Never."

Ariana didn’t buy it. How could someone play so well without any experience? She had only just started playing herself—after all, it was their company’s game, and she’d picked it up out of curiosity to better understand it. It was a horror-survival game.

Seven survivors versus two hunters.

Escaping through the exit within the time limit meant victory.

This was just the first title. Another in development was a post-apocalyptic zombie survival game. But given the heavy restrictions required for the latter, it remained in closed beta, with public release still a long way off.

Ariana had set a goal for herself this year: to launch both games and find ways to enhance their replay value.

The gaming industry was booming right now.

Moreover, the majority of players were adults who were more than willing to spend money to chase a sense of superiority in the virtual world. As a result, Ariana held high hopes for both games.

She glanced at Lambert and said, "This game will officially launch after the public beta."

Lambert nodded slightly. "Mhm."

Ariana continued, her expression troubled. "I just don’t know how it’ll perform after release."

The game had taken the design team a full two years to develop.

Naturally, Lamari had invested heavily in it—both financially and otherwise. If the game flopped, all that effort would truly be for nothing.

Noticing Ariana’s furrowed brow, Lambert allowed a faint smile to curl his lips. "Don’t worry. The game should do well."

He had actually played it before, during the closed beta.

As the company’s CEO, it was only natural for him to review it firsthand. He had to experience it himself to gauge its potential. And truth be told, the game was genuinely engaging. Even someone with his ironclad self-control couldn’t resist playing a couple of rounds.

Though, admittedly, it was just a couple.

Ariana shrugged, her eyes fixed on the game interface on her screen. 'Let’s hope so,' she thought.

...

Then, she dove back into the game.

But most of her attempts ended in failure, and after a while, her frustration began to simmer.

Lambert had been secretly keeping an eye on Ariana's situation.

Noticing her predicament, the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly. He then casually glanced over, raising an eyebrow slightly before asking, "Need me to take over?"

At that moment, Ariana was being relentlessly berated by her teammates for playing terribly. Normally, she would have snapped back, but seeing how she had indeed messed up, she stayed silent, swallowing her frustration.

Ariana: "..."

Meanwhile, the servants passing by outside heard hearty laughter erupting from Lambert and his wife's bedroom, so infectious that it was clear just how delighted the couple was. One of the maids paused, sighing softly in admiration. "Sir Lambert and his wife really do have such a loving relationship."

The other remained silent.

She had envied Ariana for a long time, and that envy still lingered—only now, it was tinged with a hint of resentment.

The first maid continued cheerfully, "I heard Sir has already handed over most of the company's authority to Sir Lambert. It won’t be long before he fully takes over the Stone family." She was genuinely happy for him. After all, if Lambert succeeded in inheriting the family estate, the servants under his household would also move to the main residence to continue serving him.

And the pay? Far from ordinary—at least ten thousand a month.

The other maid listened quietly, though her eyes betrayed her disdain.

She scoffed lightly. "Too bad the madam isn’t worthy of our Sir."

The cheerful maid paled, stunned for a moment before widening her eyes in shock. "What are you saying? Have you lost your mind?"

The words had slipped out before the other could stop herself. But backing down now was out of the question. She was, after all, a distant relative of the butler.

Times had changed—being a servant was just another profession now.

And this job paid well, not to mention the high-profile people she could rub shoulders with. That was why she had wanted to work for the Stone family in the first place, secretly hoping to catch the eye of a wealthy man and maybe even bear his child. A bastard? No problem—as long as she had the child, millions would be guaranteed!

Then she’d be set for life.

Even if she couldn’t become a mistress, it wouldn’t matter.

But what she hadn’t anticipated was that her employer, Lambert, was utterly devoted to his wife, Ariana. Unlike the rumors she’d heard about rich young masters taking liberties with pretty maids, he never so much as glanced her way.