World Domination Begins With Getting a System in a Modern World-Chapter 49: Humbling Leslie

Not think. I know." Leslie smirked, with confidence oozing from her.

James chuckled and shook his head, with his thoughts unknown.

"Alright then, let’s see what you’ve got," he said, and smirked internally.

The first match began, and Leslie was surprisingly good. She played aggressively, pulling off moves that caught James off guard — not.

By the time the round ended, Leslie was the winner.

She jumped up in excitement, pointing at the scoreline displayed on the screen.

"Ha! What did I say? You thought you could beat me, but I just proved you wrong!"

James stared at the screen in disbelief. He honestly hadn’t expected Leslie to be this good.

"Beginner’s luck," he muttered.

Leslie scoffed.

"Luck? No, no, no. This is skill, James. I’m just better than you."

James smirked and cracked his knuckles, and sat upright.

"Alright, if that’s how you want to play it, let’s go again."

The second match began, and this time, James played seriously. Leslie, for all her confidence, struggled to keep up. He countered every move she made, perfectly timing his attacks.

Before she knew it, the match was over. James had dominated.

Leslie stared at the screen, mouth slightly open.

"What the hell just happened?"

James leaned back with a satisfied grin.

"You got owned. You got humbled."

Leslie grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

"That wasn’t fair! You were holding back in the first round, weren’t you?"

James laughed, enjoying her reaction.

"You said you were better. I had to show you the truth," he smirked, with a mischievous look in his eyes.

Leslie pouted but didn’t argue. She picked up the controller and started the next match.

"One more round."

And just like that, the gaming battle began and continued late into the evening.

As the hours passed, they played match after match, laughing, shouting, and teasing each other.

Eventually, night fell, and Patty called them for dinner.

***

At the dining table, James noticed how much more relaxed he felt, and he attributed it to the gaming session with Leslie. It had helped him to unwind.

"You two were making so much noise earlier," Patty said with a smile as they ate.

"James is a cheater," Leslie muttered, still salty about her losses.

"Sounds like someone is a sore loser." James smirked.

Leslie kicked his leg under the table, causing Patty to laugh.

James reacted to Leslie’s kick by flipping her a middle finger, before continuing eating his food.

After he was done dinner, James stretched and let out a satisfied sigh.

"That was a good meal. Thanks, Patty."

"You’re welcome, sweetheart." Patty smiled.

"He should be thanking me too for keeping him entertained." Leslie, still bitter about her gaming losses, muttered.

"I’d thank you if you actually put up a challenge." James said, and flicked her forehead

"Ugh. I’ll get you next time." Leslie groaned and leaned back in her chair.

Patty shook her head, amused by their antics.

After clearing the table, James felt exhaustion creeping in. He had been running around all day — shopping, setting up devices, gaming — and now, his body was demanding rest.

"Alright, I’m heading to bed," he announced.

Patty and Leslie nodded, and Leslie gave him a final glare.

"Dream about your cheap victory, because tomorrow, I’m coming for revenge."

James laughed as he made his way upstairs.

"Keep dreaming."

Once he reached his room, he shut the door behind him and collapsed onto his bed.

It had been a good day. He had spent some money, gotten new gadgets, made sure Patty and Leslie had better devices and outfits, and even had time to relax.

But as he lay there, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts drifted back to Cullen Corp.

He had let himself relax today and tomorrow too, as it’s the weekend, but soon, he would be back on track. And he needs to figure out how to bring Brian and his father’s company down.

His smile faded slightly as he muttered to himself, "I still have work to do. A lot of work."

With that final thought, he closed his eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep.

***

The next day, being a weekend, was another day to relax for James.

After breakfast, he did nothing but game all day. Leslie also joined him in playing, wanting to redeem herself and she brought her A game.

James and Leslie continued their gaming battle, and James, now fully warmed up, showed no restraint.

Every match, every round, he dominated, not giving Leslie a single chance to breathe. His movements were calculated, his reactions sharp, and every time Leslie thought she had an opening, James would counter her effortlessly, crushing her hopes of a comeback.

Leslie, sitting beside him on the couch, was slowly losing her mind.

"What the hell, James! This isn’t fair!" she shouted, gripping her controller tightly.

James smirked, his eyes still on the screen.

"Didn’t you say you were better than me? What happened to all that confidence?" He asked, with a villainous smirk.

Leslie groaned in frustration as yet another defeat flashed across the screen.

"You... you are a monster!" she accused, turning to glare at him.

James chuckled, stretching his arms lazily.

"And you, my lovely Leslie, are just bad at this game."

Leslie shot up from her seat, pointing an accusing finger at James.

"You know what? Stay right here! I’m coming back with backup."

James raised an eyebrow, watching as she stormed off. He had an idea of what she was about to do, and he wasn’t worried in the slightest.

A few minutes later, Leslie returned — with Patty.

Patty looked mildly amused as she sat down beside Leslie.

"So, you’ve been bullying my daughter?" she asked, giving James a pointed look.

"Bullying? More like teaching her a valuable life lesson," James smirked

Leslie huffed when she heard what James said.

"Mom, we are teaming up. Two against one. We are going to demolish him."

Patty chuckled and picked up a controller.

"Alright, sweetheart. Let’s see if teamwork can bring him down."

James merely shrugged. "Alright. Bring it on."

The matches resumed, this time with Patty and Leslie taking turns — one playing, while the other acted as the outside strategist.

Sometimes it was Leslie controlling while Patty pointed out openings, and sometimes Patty played while Leslie tried to direct her.

But even with their combined effort, James annihilated them.

Every time they thought they had a strategy that could work, James would read their moves like a book and counter them effortlessly.

He was merciless, taking every advantage, ensuring that they wouldn’t have even a single victory to hold onto. He didn’t want to give Leslie anything to hold or use against him.

By the tenth straight loss, Leslie was groaning in despair.

"Mom, we suck! We completely suck!"

Patty shook her head, laughing.

"No, sweetheart. James is just better. You have to give credit where it’s due."

Leslie shot her mother a betrayed look.

"You were supposed to be on my side!"

Patty smiled, patting Leslie’s shoulder.

"I am, honey. But let’s face it. We lost, fair and square."

"More like unfair and square," Leslie pouted, with folded arms.

James leaned back, stretching his arms behind his head with a smug look on his face.

"Ladies, it was a valiant effort, but the king remains undefeated."

Leslie picked up a pillow and hurled it at him. James caught it midair and tossed it aside, laughing.

Despite the defeats, the day was filled with laughter, teasing, and playful banter. They spent the entire afternoon gaming, joking around, and simply enjoying each other’s company.

By the time night fell, Patty announced it was time for dinner, and they all headed to the dining table.