Chapter 880
This launch was happening a full year earlier than in her past life.
The widespread adoption of Emerald Messenger wouldn’t just be a technological leap; it was poised to completely reshape modern social culture.
In her previous timeline, it had been Vertex Social that dominated this space. But this time around, Solflare Technologies was the pioneer, having engineered the app entirely around Mira’s revolutionary “mobile-first” strategy.
Features like Moments and Public Channels were designed to create direct, differentiated competition against Vertex Chat. The two platforms remained entirely distinct in both user interface and foundational architecture.
Vertex Chat was primarily built for desktop users, whereas Emerald Messenger catered explicitly to the booming mobile internet era. With innovations like seamless mobile number registration and integrated Applets, it was leagues ahead of the competition.
Ultimately, however, they had to collaborate with Vertex Social during the later stages of development due to deep-rooted technical dependencies.
Both systems relied heavily on Vertex’s foundational Instant Messaging infrastructure. Because core functionalities like server-side message routing and baseline account authentication required technical synergy, Solflare Technologies had no choice but to enter a strategic partnership with the tech giant.
Despite this, Emerald Messenger’s business logic and product design were completely independent. Furthermore, since Mira was the mastermind behind the concept and Solflare Technologies built the actual application, Solflare retained a massive eighty percent controlling stake, leaving Vertex Social with only twenty percent.
Mira and Owen spent the entire afternoon engrossed in their work. When they finally headed downstairs for dinner, they found Eleanor in the middle of lecturing Sienna.
“Listen to me, child. You’re young. Apply yourself to something useful. At the very least, learn how to manage the trust fund your mother left you,” Eleanor was saying patiently. “Staying out of jail and avoiding drugs is a baseline, not an
accomplishment. If you squander your wealth, none of these pretty boys you chase are going to look twice at you p>
Celine and Liora were sitting on either side of Sienna, silently listening to the scolding as Mira walked into the room.
Owen leaned down and murmured into Mira’s ear, “Didn’t you say she was crazy? Why is your grandmother lecturing her about pretty boys p>
“Who’s crazy?” Sienna suddenly blurted out, her predatory gaze instantly snapping back to Owen.
“We were talking about someone else. It has nothing to do with you,” Mira said quickly, shooting Owen a warning glare.
“This makes absolutely no sense,” Owen muttered under his breath, thoroughly confused.
By now, an absolute feast had been laid out across three large dining tables.
“It’s a little crowded over here. Let’s eat at that table,” Mira said smoothly. She steered Owen toward the table where the security team was sitting, flashing a quick, covert signal to Celine and Liora to keep Sienna contained.
She was genuinely terrified that if Sienna made a move on Owen during dinner, he would completely lose his temper.
“Mira! Why are you taking the gorgeous guys to another table? No way, I want to sit with you guys!” Sienna immediately protested, loud enough for the whole room to hear.
“Absolutely not. You are staying right here,” Celine and Liora said in unison, each grabbing one of Sienna’s arms to anchor her to her chair.
“You’d better not go over there, dear,” Eleanor warned, leaning in conspiratorially.
“You see those two? They have terrible tempers. Get a little liquor in them, and they start throwing punches,” Eleanor pointed a frail finger toward Silas Vane and Jax Weaver.
Silas and Jax blinked, exchanging a bewildered look. They hadn’t realized they were being repurposed as boogeymen for a college girl.
“The last time they got rowdy, they put a man in the hospital,” Eleanor continued, talking to Sienna as if she were a gullible toddler.
“Then why do you let them live in your house?” Sienna asked, her eyes wide.
“Because they don’t hit family. They only beat up strangers. And since you’re a stranger, it simply isn’t safe for you to sit with them p>
The rest of the dinner passed with half the table walking on eggshells. The moment the last bite was eaten, Celine abruptly announced it was time for them to leave, dragging Liora and her cousin toward the door.
Mira didn’t try to stop them. “Get home safely. We’ll hang out tomorrow,” she called out politely.
Once the door closed behind them, Owen let out a heavy sigh. “I mean it, Mira. No more unhinged strangerszin the house He had noticed the girl practically drooling over him earlier, and it had thoroughly disgusted him. Did Mira honestly think he was blind?
Eleanor shook her head, letting out a long sigh. “What kind of parents spoil a child
to the point of complete social ineptitude? She must be adopted p>
“No, she’s their biological daughter,” Mira replied. “Her mother just babied her her entire life p>
“Then her mother is completely out of her mind. I’ve lived a long time, and I’ve never seen a parent ruin a child like that,” Eleanor declared firmly.
For the rest of the evening, Rachel and Mrs. Higgins joined Eleanor in the living room, thoroughly gossiping about the bizarre encounter.