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It took several minutes for the call to connect. A groggy and irritated voice came through on the other end, grumbling through a yawn. "What is it? Don't you know I pull all-nighters? I just fell asleep not long ago.

Tm sorry." Zoe said with a nervous chuckle. I wouldn't be calling if it wasn't an emergency."

"What kind of emergency could a rich young woman like you possibly have? The voice on the other end sounded surprised.

"My computer got hit with a virus last night. It just crashed all of a sudden, and I spent the entire night trying to fix it, but nothing worked. I had no choice but to call you for help, Zoe said, her voice a mix of distress and embarrassment.

You spent the whole night on it and couldn't even get it to boot? The voice on the line now sounded incredulous. "Are you really my apprentice if you can't handle something so basic?"

Zoe quickly explained. "Please hear me out. This virus is really strange." She went on to describe the virus's characteristics and its destructive power in great detail.

Her mentor seemed to be intrigued, and the drowsiness in his voice was gone. "This virus does sound interesting. Bring your computer over. I'll take a look at it myself" "Alright, I'll be there in half an hour."

Though Zoe hadn't slept all night she was young enough to power through. She immediately got up, changed out o of her pajamas, dabbed on some concealer to cover her dark circles, and then grabbed her computer and called her chauffeur. On her way out, she picked up two pieces of bread and a bottle of milk before heading to her mentor's place.

He was none other than the famous hacker, Chaos. To become his apprentice, Zoe bought an apartment in the city center for him, spending all her bonuses, allowances, and savings. She also sold several handbags and some inexpensive jewelry.

Over the past two years, she had learned a great deal from Chaos, establishing a name for herself in the hacking community Not even her family knew about this secret.

As Zoe grappled with the virus's effects, others were also feeling its impact.

In a presidential suite, Matthew walked out of his room and immediately spotted Louis sitting on the sofa, pounding away at his keyboard with his face twisted in frustration. Matthew asked casually, "Do you have a grudge against your computer? Didn't sleep all night?" Louis looked up; his eyes gleaming with fury behind his glasses, My laptop got hit by a virus last night and crashed. I've been working on it for hours but couldn't get it to boot. I'm panicking here."

managed to brew coffee first thing

at the counter, pouring himself some coffee as he spoke, "Let

computer expert but also an elite hacker. He immediately placed his laptop on the bar and made a dramatic gesture

ending in failure. After trying multiple methods to boot the computer without success, Matthew's eyes

respond. He stood up, walked imo his room, and returned with a USB

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his glasses, wondering. 'Is Mr. Graham countering the virus with a virus of his

code glitched several times, but he kept modifying it until it ran smoothly again. After

relief, gripping the counter with one hand and adjusting his glasses

store classified documents on his laptop because of its waterproof, shockproof, and theft-proof features. It was also protected by multiple layers of encryption and, most importantly,

listed the directories of all the files on the laptop. "Look through it and see if any files

check. He finally breathed a long sigh of relief. "Thank goodness, none of the files were opened, copied, or moved. It seems the files haven't

his coffee slowly. "Check thoroughly to make sure nothing is missing from your laptop. Louis checked the files again and furrowed his brow, looking puzzled "All the company's files are intact, but the

anything shady! I just downloaded some reports about Miss

of those reports are rumors, I thought there might be some clues hidden in

lightly tapping the handle of the mug. "If those files were

for a moment. "Are you saying someone's trying to help Miss Donovan by getting rid

you

gone. I typed in the keywords, and the search results are either gibberish or error messages." Matthew's lips curled into

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