Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 395

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 395

Mason wiped off the sweat on his forehead as he stammered into the phone, "I-I'm sorry. The game should never have picked up on the hack in the first place. I have no idea how their bots managed to detect it. Mr. Wayne, please give me a bit more time. I swear I can create a new account and become the highest ranked player in the game by the end of this season."

"F*ck you! Do you think this is a matter of ranking? My account is worth millions! What makes you think that creating a new account is enough to compensate for my losses?"

Mason swallowed nervously and asked, "T-Then, how do I fix this?"

"How? Money, of course! Two million, and not a dime less!"

"Two million?" Mason gasped, struggling to come up with a coherent reply. "I'm just an ordinary Joe. How am I supposed to come up with two million?"

"That's your problem, not mine. If I don't see that money in my account by midnight, I'll see you in court!"

His caller hung up without giving Mason a chance to

reply.

Mason slumped in his chair. He regretted how he had allowed his greed to blind him into challenging the highest-ranked player in the game. All this just so I could get an extra three hundred thousand more... Achieving the third-highest rank in the game was a result of his hard work. He had never used a hacker account before this match.

Nonetheless, it was too late for any regret now.

After staring blankly for a while, Mason suddenly recalled the company who had sold him the hacks.

That's it! I could contact them and claim damages worth two million!

His hope reignited, Mason immediately dialed the number of the company.

The line, however, went unanswered.

Just as Mason was about to give up, someone answered his call.

"Hello?" He launched into an impassioned plea. "They discovered the hacks you sold me and took my account off the server forever. I'm demanding compensation!"

"Hah! Compensate you? We were just about to look for you when you came knocking on our door!"

Mason frowned in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" The person on the other end of the phone sounded far more agitated than Mason had been. "Your hacking incident has become public knowledge. The developers traced your hacks to us, and they're planning to sue us! We're looking at a lawsuit worth at

least tens of millions! It's all because of you that we're facing this massive lawsuit!"

"How is that possible?" Mason added in disbelief, "I'm just a normal gamer like everyone else. Why would the developers of a game as famous as PUBG take notice of me? Maybe they've already had their eyes on your company for a while?"

"F*ck you!"

Mason sighed inwardly. I'm like everyone's punching bag today.

The employee of the hacker company continued, "If you don't believe me, why don't you create a new account and log into the game? The developers have made an in-game announcement about your little fiasco, and they're planning to take legal action against future incidents of hacking. You've basically tanked our entire business!"

Mason hastily logged into his original account. There was indeed such an in-game announcement posted by the developers, along with the name of the hacker company whose services he had engaged. They weren't lying about the developers coming after them.

Mason felt like his heart was about to leap out of his

throat. He had never felt this hopeless in his life.

Meanwhile, angry words continued drifting in through

the receiver. "Tens of millions! Dear God! Where the hell are we going to get this money? I'm telling you, you must've gotten yourself on someone's bad side. I bet the highest-ranked player in the game has ties with the developer, or they wouldn't come down on us so strongly!"

Mason wiped the cold sweat off his forehead subconsciously.