Chapter 23 

Today, with the game’s launch, Linda was in a good mood and unconsciously cooked a bit more than usual. 

Rachel carefully propped her tablet up in front of her, staring at the freshly obtained Golden Card. “She couldn’t stop grinning as she ate. 

Suddenly, she paused mid bite and looked up from her plate. 

“Linda, can I produce exclusive merchandise for your game?” 

Linda nodded. “Of course you can, but haven’t you always wanted to retire and take it easy? Now you’re thinking about starting a business again?” 

Rachel shook her head with exaggerated seriousness. 

“No, I just want everyone to know that I pulled the Golden Card!” 

Linda was left speechless. 

California 

The One Tech, Conference Room. 

Ivan stared at the competitive product report displayed on the screen, his brows furrowed slightly. 

“Novelist’s Love Choice…” 

Muttering the name under his breath, Ivan couldn’t shake the feeling that it was strangely familiar 

He reviewed the game’s details over and over. From the storyline to the card designs, character modeling, and even the artwork–every aspect stirred an inexplicable sense of recognition. 

A powerful intuition told him that this game was Linda’s latest creation. 

A spark of light ignited in his eyes as he eagerly flipped through every section of the analysis report, scrutinizing 

the game’s design. 

But gradually, that light dimmed. 

When he saw the producer’s statement on the game’s official blog, his chest tightened with ant 

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unbearable ache. 

Linda, you’re still blaming me–for betraying you, aren’t you…” 

The blog’s IP location was marked as Denmark. 

Ivan’s gaze locked onto those two words. 

After a long pause, he picked up his phone and called his secretary. 

“Book me a flight to Denmark tomorrow morning. Use any means necessary to arrange a meeting. with the producer of Novelist’s Love Choice. Do it quickly.” 

Ending the call, he leaned forward, resting his hands against his chin, his expression distant and contemplative. 

“Linda, I will find you and earn your forgiveness.” 

Two Days Later 

Denmark, Airport. 

Ivan stepped off the plane, glancing around at the unfamiliar surroundings with a frown. His emotions were a mix of apprehension and determination. 

“Linda, have you been living here all these years?” 

His grip on the suitcase tightened as he bit his lip, then strode forward with resolute steps. 

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