Chapter 602 The Fatal Blow

    Jean could’ve walked away. Wendle couldn’t actually do anything to her.

    But she couldn’t bear to leave Spring behind.

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    Spring had treated her with kindness. Without her, Jean might’ve died on the street, unnoticed and unloved.

    A person should have a conscience. If she turned her back and ran, what would happen to Spring?

    Jean couldn’t walk away in good conscience. She couldn’t abandon the woman who saved her.

    So she stayed, enduring the hardships with Spring.

    Getting hit by Wendle became a regr urrence–but at least it took some of the beatings off Spring. Things weren’t as brutal for her as they used to be.

    Just when it seemed like this nightmare would never end, a turning point came–Wendle, drunk again, beat someone to death.

    This time, he was taken away by the police. Odds were, he’d die in prison.

    Neither Jean nor Spring shed many tears over it. If anything, Jean felt relieved.

    She thought that now, with Wendle gone, life might finally turn a corner.

    But fate dealt her a crueler blow.

    Spring was diagnosed with breast cancer. She needed immediate surgery.

    It felt like Jean’s whole world copsed.

    Thankfully, Spring had some savings tucked away–enough to cover the operation.

    But then what?

    Even with surgery, cancer could return. There was no telling how long Spring had left.

    Jean was filled with dread, but she never let it show. She had to keep Spring calm–had to give her confidence and strength.

    After the surgery, Spring rested for a while.

    During that time, Jean itook /iover her street vending to bring in whatever little money she could.

    Eventually, Spring went back to work, and Jean was sent to school.

    Spring wanted her to study hard, to get a good diploma–something she never had. She didn’t want Jean to follow in her footsteps.

    Even while going to school, Jean flidn’t ck off. She noticed the boys in ss were all hooked on a game called iLeague /iof Legends. To rank up faster, many of them were paying pros to y on their ounts.

    Top–tier boosters were in high demand–and expensive. Some earned thousands of yuan per hour.

    That got Jean thinking.

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    Chapter 602 The Fatal Blow

    She wanted to try boosting. But they didn’t have aputer.

    After some thought, she decided to keep it from Spring and took on odd jobs to save up.

    Once she had enough, she bought a secondhandputer.

    It was old, but the specs were decent enough to run the game–and most importantly, it was cheap.

    Of course, it didn’t take long for Spring to notice the newputer.

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    Jean lied, saying a ssmate had given her their old one. Spring believed her without much suspicion.

    Soon, Jean downloaded iLeague /iiof /iiLegends/i.

    To her surprise, the game was easy to learn–or maybe she just had a natural talent for it?

    She picked it up fast, beat levels, climbed ranks, and reached the higher tiers at a pace that left others in the

    dust.

    All of it was groundwork–for bing a booster.

    She started taking orders.

    At first, as an unknown neer, it was hard to get clients.

    But Jean priced her services low, which attracted a few bargain–hunters.

    Her first boost job? She went wild in the gamepletely dominated–and made a name for herself overnight.

    After that, the orders came pouring in. She raised her prices ordingly.

    For the first time in her life, Jean was making real money.

    But she didn’t grow arrogant or ck off.

    Because she knew she needed a lot more–not just for her own future, but for whatever medical costs Spring might face down the road.

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