Chapter 776

Sage sat up in the bed suddenly. Her legs cramped from her sudden force.

“Ouch..” She frowned in pain and clicked into the Twidder account named ForeverEighteen. What a nar
cissist name! It reminded her too much of her mother!

Sage could not stop thinking about it once the seeds of doubt were planted in her heart. She shuddere
d at the thought of it and got goosebumps all over. Then, she jumped out of bed and took her laptop ov
er. She began to check on the motherly fan‘s account.

She tried hacking, but she could not break through! The account owner had set up layers of protection,
keeping her information safe.

D*mn!

Sage‘s eyes were red. She called Luther right away. “Luther, remember the motherly fan you told me a
bout?” “Yeah. What‘s up?” Luther said, “Hey, I‘m giving out movie tickets to the Skye Hotel staff. They‘ll
go to the theatre and support you. I‘m so generous, isn‘t it?” “Forget about that for now! Quickly help m
e check this
Twidder account‘s information!” Luther was startled by the excitement in Sage‘s voice. “What‘s wrong?
Did the motherly fan call you out? Did she stop being your fan?
Well, she did criticize you a lot.” Luther paid more
attention to Sage‘s Twidder‘s comments than she did. He had seen the motherly fan‘s comment many ti
mes. He remembered when Sage made a video of her washing dishes after losing a bet with Grandpa
Wayne. Luther laughed unkindly and left a comment in Sage‘s post, [I didn‘t think you would have this d
ay. You‘re a newbie at washing
dishes. Lazy girl!] The Twidder account ForeverEighteen replied to his comment, (Are you not lazy? Rol



l eyes. You‘re the lazier one here. Don‘t pick on the lazy little girl!) Luther saw ForeverEighteen‘s comm
ent, and it reminded him of their mother. Were mothers in the world all the same?



Luther got out of the elevator and walked into his room. He said nonchalantly, “You‘re so lazy. It‘s just a
netizen‘s ID. Can‘t you check it yourself? Why do you need my help?” “Cut the crap! Hurry up! She‘s se
t up a strong protection. I can‘t break through!”

Luther‘s eyes widened upon hearing that. “What?!” God knew how long he had heard Sage say that. W
ere there still accounts that she could not break into?

“Don‘t panic! I‘ll be right there!” When Luther went into his room, he stopped acting nonchalantly and
got serious. He put his

phone aside and began to work on cracking the account. Meanwhile, on the
island, Jace and the others were having dinner.

The dinner was a little late because someone failed at their first cooking attempt and
had to try again. There was a big plate of fish and pepper on the table. Primrose
took a big serving for herself.

Jace pursed his lips nervously and watched her reaction. “How is it? Is it spicy?” he asked softly.

Primrose nodded and answered, “It‘s spicy, but it tastes just right this time. It‘s strong.” Jack Millet ate w

Encouraged, Jace laughed. “I‘ll learn from you.” Once he mastered it, he could cook for Sage. While the

“Sage?” Jace‘s eyes widened in surprise.

Sawyer‘s face turned sullen. “Are we exposed?” “Not yet. They can‘t track me anyway with their ability.”






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