Chapter 192
The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon
Harriet was about to head upstairs to rest when her phone rang.
Upon hearing the news, she asked Joe if a hacker organization could be behind this and urged him to investigate.
Joe had a friend who was the head of an international hacker organization, so the investigation shouldn't be too difficult.
By noon, Delbert still hadnât returned, and Harriet was anxiously awaiting Joeâs call.
Fortunately, it wasnât long before he called back.
âMiss Harriet, Iâve discovered that the breach into Kingâs system wasnât the work of a hacker organization, but rather a hacker known as âSummerâ,â Joe reported.
âThree years ago, he infiltrated the system of the hacker organization where Q was based. At that time, Q had a face-off with him. This hacker is incredibly skilled; even Q barely managed to fend him off and protect their core data.â
âIs it possible for Q to step in and help intercept this hackerâs intrusion?â Harriet asked urgently.
âMy contact mentioned that although we canât pinpoint this hackerâs exact IP address, some indicators suggest heâs currently in Wisteria. Perhaps the network of systems in that region could intercept him.â
From Joeâs tone, it was clear that he was taking the situation seriously. It seemed that Summer was a formidable foe.
âHow did we end up crossing paths with such a heavy hitter?â Harriet Juju.
Kingâs transactions had always been straightforward, with willing buyers and sellers.
They didnât typically offend anyone.
âI'll look into the specifics,â Joe promised, hanging up the phone.
As time ticked by, Harriet paced in front of the sofa, wondering when King might have upset someone.
Not long after, Joe called again.
Harriet had hoped it was news that the crisis had been resolved, but instead, what Joe reported left her stunned.
âMiss Harriet, our headquarters just informed us that due to a data leak, our recent order to deliver a vial of A-type serum to a tribal chief in Ysabel was intercepted before it could cross the border. If we fail to deliver the serum on time, King will be liable for double the compensation,â said Joe.
âThe market price of the A-type serum is 80 million dollars, so the double compensation would amount to 160 million,â said Harriet, calculating the potential loss.
They could cover it, but her main concern was something else. âDo you know who intercepted our serum?â
was convinced that the group who intercepted the serum and the e who breached the system were on the same side.
The border authorities reported that the serum was seized by a mercenary group. They were merely hired hands, and we canât trace the mastermind behind the operation,â said Joe.
Every time King made a delivery, they deployed a professional team. Yet the opposition was able to mobilize mercenaries willing to risk LIGH âWho are we dealing with?â Harriet pondered.
Joe seemed to receive some good news, as his voice took on an excited tone.
âMiss Harriet, turn on your computer. Iâm sending you a video of Qâs confrontation with the hacker,â he said.
Harriet immediately went to Delbertâs study, grabbed a laptop, and followed Joeâs instructions to power up the computer, install the software, and connect to his system. A video soon popped up on the screen.
Meanwhile, Delbert was in his top-floor office at Carlson Group, fingers dancing on the keyboard. On his screen, a user with the code name âQâ was warding off a data breach.
Summer and Q clashed, one erecting a firewall while the other dismantling it.
As Harriet watched the video of their confrontation, she glanced at the clock. It was already seven o'clock in the evening, but Delbert hadn't returned yet.
If he were to suddenly bump into this scene, how would she explain it?
Harriet quickly dialed Delbertâs number.
She wanted to get an idea of when he would be back so she could mentally prepare herself.
After a few rings, Delbert finally picked up.
Through the phone, Harriet thought she heard him typing.
DUIU.
Kingâs transactions had always been straightforward, with willing buyers and sellers.
They didnât typically offend anyone.
âI'll look into the specifics,â Joe promised, hanging up the phone.
As time ticked by, Harriet paced in front of the sofa, wondering when King might have upset someone.
Not long after, Joe called again.
Harriet had hoped it was news that the crisis had been resolved, but instead, what Joe reported left her stunned.
âMiss Harriet, our headquarters just informed us that due to a data leak, our recent order to deliver a vial of A-type serum to a tribal chief in Ysabel was intercepted before it could cross the border. If we fail to deliver the serum on time, King will be liable for double the compensation,â said Joe.
âThe market price of the A-type serum is 80 million dollars, so the double compensation would amount to 160 million,â said Harriet, calculating the potential loss.
They could cover it, but her main concern was something else. âDo you know who intercepted our serum?â
She was convinced that the group who intercepted the serum and the one who breached the system were on the same side.
âThe border authorities reported that the serum was seized by a mercenary group. They were merely hired hands, and we canât trace the mastermind behind the operation,â said Joe.
Every time King made a delivery, they deployed a professional team. Yet the opposition was able to mobilize mercenaries willing to risk LEIGH NYGO LO complete the mission.
âWho are we dealing with?â Harriet pondered.
Joe seemed to receive some good news, as his voice took on an excited tone.
âMiss Harriet, turn on your computer. Iâm sending you a video of Qâs confrontation with the hacker,â he said.
Harriet immediately went to Delbertâs study, grabbed a laptop, and followed Joeâs instructions to power up the computer, install the software, and connect to his system. A video soon popped up on the screen.
Meanwhile, Delbert was in his top-floor office at Carlson Group, fingers dancing on the keyboard. On his screen, a user with the code name âQâ was warding off a data breach.
Summer and Q clashed, one erecting a firewall while the other dismantling it.
As Harriet watched the video of their confrontation, she glanced at the clock. It was already seven o'clock in the evening, but Delbert hadn't returned yet.
If he were to suddenly bump into this scene, how would she explain it?
Harriet quickly dialed Delbertâs number.
SL anted to get an idea of when he would be back so she could ly prepare herself.
ra few rings, Delbert finally picked up.
rough the phone, Harriet thought she heard him typing.