Benched Before the Finals, Crowned by His Rivals

Summary

The night before the Global Finals, my boyfriend, our team captain, handed my starting spot to an academy trainee just to indulge her.

Every question I got wrong, I had to hand over a piece of gear that had carried me through championships.

But every answer had been rigged from the start.

In the end, he pulled my account key and gave my Finals seat to the trainee.

"Just let her play one match. You're twenty-six, stop being so petty."

I snapped my account card in half on the spot and signed the termination papers they'd drawn up.

The whole team expected me to crawl back to base.