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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.

Instead, they started reaching out to him privately, asking if they

curled up in bed, wrapped in a pink lace blanket and engrossed in a fairy

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

of the Internet, so the idea of selling code was as foreign as outer space to her. She glanced up from her book and asked,

her bedside table, which held $30,000. “It’s worth more than you’d believe. It could easily sell for ten

face lit up. “Alright, I’m in. Let’s sell

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

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imagined having ten of them, her smile growing She felt like she’d just won the lattery–happier than sheid ever felt reading a

got ready, ate breakfast, and sat on the couch. glancing at the door every few seconds as she waited for Stanley

was grabbing his keys, ready to bolt for work, and Tina was dipping on her yoga shoes when they both noticed Quinlyn up and

paused, looking a linle concerned. Quinlyn, what’s going on? Why are your up

milk, and just said quietly,

he smiled and said, “What are you going to do with

to look at Maurice, her eyes piercing Without

It’s okay if you

he’d slept in his clothes. Maurice called out, “Hey, Stanley.

and hackers who usually ignored him were suddenly all over him. He hadn’t slept until dawn. Yawning, he said, “Just opening a

lost in thought, when she suddenly turned and blurted out, “Save up for her? She doesn’t have a part of our family fortune, does she?” Her voice sounded confused.

his frustration rise. He just rolled his eyes and

tone earnest. “Stanley, keep your money to yourself, okay? Don’t just hand it out. If you’re gonna give it to someone,

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

and she was left speechless. She couldn’t bring herself to admit that Quinlyn wasn’t her biological daughter. She glanced nervously at Maurice, hoping he’d

your mom just thinks you guys might be spending a bit too freely,” Maurice said, giving Stanley’s shoulder a gentle squeeze. “Quinlyn’s still young.

it,” he said with

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