The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1249

Atlas furrowed his brows, staring at the endless stream of code running on the computer screen. It was all Greek to him, so he lifted his gaze to the car window instead. The world outside was swallowed by darkness, except for a distant building casting a faint glow.

"We've got to crack this, or we won't know if Mr. Nick's in trouble inside," Atlas said, his voice cold and steady.

The technician's fingers danced frantically over the keyboard, the immense pressure evident in the beads of sweat forming on their forehead. "I'll give it another shot," they replied.

"Yeah, I know you can do it," Atlas encouraged, his eyes shifting back to the building shrouded in night, a seriousness settling in his gaze.

As he listened to the frustrated murmurs of his team, Atlas's mind drifted to Miss Mira. Her computer skills were top-notch; he'd seen them in action once. It was a shame he couldn't loop her into tonight's mission-she could've been a real game-changer.

Atlas let out a quiet sigh, wondering how Mr. Nick was holding up. If they couldn't take down the medical research institute's surveillance, Nick might get caught, and that'd spell trouble...

the technician let

wave of relief wash over him, his clenched fingers relaxing. His eyes twinkled with a hint

even know how I managed to lift the block," they admitted, a trace of bewilderment in their

puzzled. "What

magic," the technician said, doubt creeping

though they were confident in their hacking skills, they knew

been rumbled already?"

their head. "The institute wouldn't just drop their defenses for no reason. If they'd spotted

another hacker out

but I didn't find any signs of another player in the game," the technician

not get sidetracked. Focus on disabling the base's surveillance and infrared scanners. I'll try to reach Mr.