Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 30

Max delivered him a message as soon as he walked into his office. “Someone has been attempting to breach our defense system. Mr. Fox. The technicians tried everything they could to intercept it, but the defense system suddenly boosted by 18 times this morning Is this something to do with Young Master Samuel?”

For a brief while, Stanley was surprised and his eyes were alert. “Breach attempts? Have you discovered who the other party is?”

“The opponent is too well concealed, so the target has not yet been identified. But we have been looking into it, answered Max.

Stanley did not expect that his son would make such a great contribution.

Who did he learn this from?

Melinda?

Does it mean that Melinda is also a hacker?

Is Melinda the one trying to hack the company’s system?

If Samuel was able to assist the Fox Group today, it would be simple for him to eliminate the Fox Group using his abilities.

Stanley cautiously remarked, “Max, never reveal Samuel’s identification as a hacker to anyone, and send someone to increase Samuel’s safety.”

“I understand.”

wearing a white business suit skirt. She asked him with a comfortable tone and a smile while carrying a jewelry catalog in her hand, “Oh, you’re back?” It seemed that the news didn’t have any impact on her

matter? Stanley did not spare Monica a single

“You care a lot for the design of the Brundela Royal New Year’s Eve, and it’s equally important

laced his voicnovelxo.com fast updatee. “We don’t have much time. It’s unnecessary to push

It’s not that hard”

lacking talents. Division of labor is the

coming up with the design as the whole set is important in case of need. It is a hard–won opportunity. You can never guarantee that everyone

that, but if Monica insisted, saying anything further would be like water off a

go through the emails. His silence made her feel slightly awkward. Back then, she

a distance between us because

Stanley raised his

turned

with hurried steps. “Mr. Fox, it is positive that R–Alan

able to guess that far. His gaze dimmed. “Got

been biding their time to turn the tables. I reckon they

to turn the tables. Keep an eye on them. Don’t miss out on anything.” The corner of Stanley’s lips curved up dangerously.

“Okay”

sheen of warmth onto Brainly Kindergarten, where the children and teachers were playing a game. The laughter of merriment rang in the air and seeped

slide while holding a tablet, where lines of codes crawled across its screen. Seriousness sat upon his furrowing brows, and