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

Chapter 1633

Not long after, the assistant walked back in, looking anything but happy.

"The labs from the third to the fifth floor have taken a hit. The equipment's damaged, but we might be able to fix it," he rattled off about the other floors quickly.

What he didn't say was that fixing everything might cost more than just buying new ones. The real issue wasn't the busted equipment—it was the data inside.

Joen glared at him, his expression icy. "So, you're saying my lab got hit the worst?"

The assistant nodded, head bowed. "... Yes."

Joen couldn't hold back his temper any longer and smashed a cup to the floor. "Fantastic! It's like they had it out for me!"

The assistant felt his nerves tighten, knowing how scary Joen could be when he was angry.

"Please, try to stay calm. The university's locked down all the exits. Whoever pulled this off in such a short time probably wasn't alone. Plus, the cops have sent some tech wizards to sort out the surveillance footage. Maybe we'll catch them soon."

Joen clenched his jaw so hard it was like he was trying to grind his teeth to dust. "Catching them won't bring back my research data, will it?"

Decades of hard work, gone!

silent, struggling to

temples, took a deep breath, and then walked out, face blank. "I need to see who messed with my

Joen

room.

techs were hard at work trying to recover the

computer whiz himself, hovered behind them for a couple of minutes before asking, "How

even looking up

this, Joen's scowl

on making whoever wrecked his life's work pay

Minutes

screen showed the progrèss at ninety-nine

this, finally leaned back, ready to call

of that last percent ticking over, two flashy letters

[FU]

The tech's grin froze.

being done, and then this? Pure,

letters, icy as ever. He didn't need to