Chapter 402

estiled back onto the couch with a sigh and reolled, “Just a pen.”

who cherished collecting masterplaces from renowned artists generally hailed from cultured and scholarly families, and gifting something as sophisticated as an item from a writer’s set was the perfect touch.

Mirabella nodded, not probing further. She drained her last cup of tea and stood up room. Still got two essays to finish.”

“Alright, don’t stay up too late,” Shawn cautioned.

“Mhm.”

“I’m heading to my.

With a polite nod to the others in the living room, Mirabella quickly gathered her things and retreated to her

room.

After a refreshing shower, she sat down at her computer desk, booted up her laptop, and entered safe mode to punch in a series of commands.

black, flickering with lines of code not much different from what she had seen on Curtis‘ computer next

After contemplating briefly, Mirabella tweaked the firewall settings slightly. With the changes made, she

and Mirabella pulled out two

through the first essay, her phone on the desk buzzed. She paused, glanced at the screen, but ignored it, focusing

completing the second essay did she leisurely pick up

sender: [Kid, can’t sleep without showing off

respect for the hard work of all the hackers out there, okay?)

slender fingers dancing across the keyboard as she typed back:

sender: […… Friggin‘

over the keyboard. After half a month, he was on the verge of cracking the first level of security,

deep breath and hit the enter key for the final step, but instead of the anticipated success message, a glaring red exclamation mark popped up on the screen, freezing his triumphant expression

Failure?

Was he seeing things? How

of his chair, yawning and resting his chin on his arms, asked

half–lidded eyes,

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