Chapter 282 Scared

This time, Jonathan was determined to break into Nathaniel’s personal computer. However, he had not anticipated that his own father would still be awake at this hour.

Nathaniel was unable to fall asleep, and was instead, working on his computer when he discovered that his computer had been hacked.

He watched as his mouse cursor moved automatically, and clicked through his documents. His eyes narrowed slightly, then he quickly started typing on his keyboard.

Elsewhere, Jonathan was seated in front of his computer. His forehead was slick with a sheen of

sweat.

Elliot leaned over next to him, “Jon, what’s happening?”

“Oh no! I’ve been caught.”

In that final moment, Jonathan’s computer screen abruptly went dark. Unexpectedly, while attempting to infiltrate Nathaniel’s computer, it was his computer system that ended up being compromised instead.

After all, Jonathan was still young, and he was no match for Nathaniel yet. In no time, Nathaniel had managed to locate Jonathan’s IP address.

“So, you’re looking for trouble, huh?”

Nathaniel noted that the IP address was located overseas.

He sent a message to Mason, instructing him to investigate.

felt drained, “Damn

our good–for–nothing father to have a few tricks up his sleeve,” Elliot admitted thought he himself

he understood enough to know

erase all evidence,” Jonathan said

we have

Nathaniel’s punishments firsthand. Once he caught them, he would lock them

Manor,

general location.

computer games,” Elliot said, returning to his bed and pulling his blanket

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too, went and laid down

song to lull himself to

to the divorce hearing seemed to stretch on forever. During that time, Cecilia made a journey to her father’s grave. She cleared away the snow piled on it and gazed at her father’s portrait

Dad, it’s been

should always feel free to speak my mind to you. No matter where you are, you promised to always lend me a patient ear. I came here today to let you know that I’ve decided. to file for divorce. To be honest, I never thought things would happen this way. So much

the fact that, not too far away, someone in a black sedan was constantly watching

seized by fits of coughing. His complexion was pallid, and his slender pianist’s hands bore the marks of

Nicholas, it’s time for us to leave,” the driver

in acknowledgement. He dragged his gaze away and

her father’s grave, Cecilia

she received a phone call. It was Sven

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