My Roommate Stole My Past-Life Hack—I’ll Just Smile at Her Regret Chapter 07

My Roommate Stole My Past-Life Hack—I’ll Just Smile at Her Regret Chapter 07

On the campus forum, plenty of people were camping out for updates on the whole Natalie homewecker scandal.

A lot of them were students from other schools too.

That night, a new thread titled [The Sinclair Heiress Speaks Out] shot to the top of the trending page almost immediately.

The post contained screenshots of two Instagram posts.

In the first one, Sophia had publicly posted a photo of the two of us smiling with our arms linked, with the caption, [Working with Natalie has been amazing.]

The second showed a screenshot of the leaf-carving game’s score leaderboard beside a pile of designer cosmetics and high-end electronics.

Its caption read, [Natalie gave me a promo assignment, and I was stressing over how to do it. Then I figured, why not make it fun? Every week, the top ten players on the leaderboard will win the prizes below, in order. Come play!]

The top comment under the thread said, [The actual girlfriend hasn’t even complained, so why are a bunch of bitter little weirdos jumping around like this?]

The second-most-liked comment said, [Where can I play this game? I want those prizes.]

That very night, the game app we had developed crashed three times from the sudden flood of players.

We had not even finished the celebration dinner before I dragged our two tech guys back to fix the bugs.

The leaf-carving game rode that whole wave of gossip-fueled attention and spread like wildfire among college students. Then it really took off and even started trending on X.

#Leaf-Cut Game Addictive#
#Leaf-Cut Game Art Style#
#Leaf-Cut Game High-Score Guide#
#Leaf-Cut Game Crashed Again#

The topics shot up the charts one after another.

All of us stood crowded in the office, so overwhelmed by our sudden windfall we could barely think straight.

“Sophia, you’re incredible!”

I grabbed Sophia and shook her hand.

What kind of god-tier marketing instinct was this?

Bennett stood to the side, watching me with a faint smile.

I found a moment to call him outside and got straight to the point. “I know you’re attracted to me right now, but trust me, this isn’t really

coming from your own will.”

I glanced back at Sophia, who was glowing with pride and laughing openly among the others. “Attraction and a quick flutter of the heart are both common enough. But you have to know the difference. Love is the feeling that lasts, and it lasts for one person alone.”

Bennett followed my gaze and looked over at her, momentarily stunned.

Surrounded by everyone else, Sophia looked radiant.

She was a genuinely good person.

Before I ever approached Bennett, I had actually tried to recruit Sophia first.

But after hesitating for a while, she had still turned me down politely. “I’m sorry. Thank you for asking, but I don’t really know how to do anything…”

I could not persuade her, so I switched targets and influenced Bennett instead, then used him to pull her onto the team.

Sophia had money, looks, and an excellent background, but she was soft by nature and lacked confidence.

I had seen her once at a student club event at the neighboring university.

She had a remarkably sharp instinct for marketing.

The results proved I had not been wrong about her.

After Jasmine spread those rumors about me, Sophia’s first instinct had not been to delete the posts. She let the buzz build and then turned it into promotion for our game.

“It just means you’re going to get dragged for a while, Natalie,” Sophia said, sounding a little worried.

I did not care in the slightest. “My conscience is clear. I’m not afraid of any of it.”

I wanted this success to show her that life’s value did not lie in love alone. There were so many other ways for her to shine.

Even if Bennett eventually fell for someone else, she could still live for herself.

I supposed this was my small way of making up for having raised Bennett’s affection for me without his consent.

After a long silence, Bennett nodded, looking as though a weight had been lifted off him. “What about the thread?”

I ground my teeth hard and gave him a wicked smile.

“This promo campaign turned out so well, and we owe it all to Miss Cole.”

“In that case, let’s send her on a little trip to the police station.”