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Chapter 15

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The clock struck 3 PM, and the three–hour online showdown ended Websites worldwide were filled with Celandia’s bright flags, but there was no chaos, no trash talk.

The first hacked site showed a serene image of blooming roses, and the silence was deafening. It was a far cry from the qual mess, leaving the audience stunned. They couldn’t believe it–Celandia’s hackers had pulled off something truly remarkable.

This time, Celandia had stepped up in a big way. It was a total reversal from when foreign hackers used to mock them as “Celandia’s Weakling

The Brynton official website remained quiet, likely because there was no drama to report. The next day, they even changed their homepage banner to match the theme of blooming roses.

Stanley’s forum post went viral overnight, turning him from a laughingstock into an overnight sensation. The same overi who once attacked him were now gone–some even deleted their old comments and thanked him for being forgiving and giving them a second chance.

He replied to everyone: It’s not about me being forgiving. It’s my girl. She’s the real hero here.]

The forum members were stunned. Comments poured in. [Dude, are you talking about your actual sister, or is this just poetic, like calling your girlfriend my girl?] someone asked.

Stanley sent an eye–roll emoji and replied: [Poetic? She’s my biological sister.]

That only fueled their curiosity. Knowing roughly how old Stanley was, the idea of him having a younger sister just didn’t compute.

They couldn’t resist asking: [So, how old is your sister, buddy?]

Stanley glanced at the messages and shrugged as he typed back. [She’s just ten years old. Crazy, right?]

The message dropped like a bomb, plunging the alliance forum into chaos. Hackers who thought they were the best were stunned to learn they’d been led through a massive cyber–battle by a ten–year–old girl. It felt like something straight out of a

sci–fi movie.

or mock Stanley again. Instead, they started reaching out to him

up in bed, wrapped in a pink lace blanket and engrossed in a fairy tale book. For a second, Stanley hesitated, wondering if the whole day

shook off the doubt. He cleared his throat and said. “Hey, um. I was just wondering if you plan to sell that program?”

so the idea of selling code was as foreign as

than you’d believe. It could easily sell for ten times what’s in that bag,” he said with a grin.

lit up. “Alright, I’m in. Let’s sell it,” she

OK gesture. “Great. They’ll transfer the money to my account first. Tomorrow, I’ll help you

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glance at the plastic bag and imagined having ten of them, her smile growing She felt like she’d just won the lattery–happier

energy. She quickly got ready, ate breakfast, and sat

on her yoga shoes

what’s going on? Why are

her milk, and just said quietly,

brow furrowed for a second, then he smiled and said,

at Maurice, her eyes piercing Without saying a word, she made

“Never mind. It’s okay if you don’t want to

his clothes. Maurice called out, “Hey, Stanley. Quinlyn’s been waiting for

night–Quinlyn’s program went viral, and hackers who usually ignored him were suddenly all over him. He hadn’t slept until dawn. Yawning, he said, “Just opening

she suddenly turned and blurted out, “Save up for her? She doesn’t have a part of

rise. He just rolled his eyes and headed to the dining area

money to yourself, okay? Don’t just hand it out. If you’re gonna give it to someone, give it

“Mom, seriously?” he snapped. “Even if you’re gonna play favorites, there’s a line. Quinlyn is your kid. Why

speechless. She couldn’t bring herself to admit that Quinlyn wasn’t her biological daughter. She

might be spending a bit too freely,” Maurice said, giving Stanley’s shoulder a gentle squeeze. “Quinlyn’s still young. Couldn’t she just keep her money in a piggy bank or something?”

it,” he said with shrug. “Quinlyn’s been making a fortune selling program online. It’s smarter to

mix of disbelief and bewilderment. A kid from the borderlands making a fortune from program sounded like something out of a