“How can this be?” Red Python exclaimed in shock. I can’t believe that not only does this unknown organization consist of people that can race, but it also has a professional hacker among them too! If that’s the case, why would they call themselves the unknown organization? They’re almost at the level of the talents within Black Rain.
A trace of hatred and resentment flashed across Mason’s black eyes. It looks like I’ve been too careless.
……..
Janet smiled as she stared at her computer screen in satisfaction. After that, she deleted her history log and turned the computer off. Fortunately, I was able to block out the hacking account before Black Rain could discover my identity. Lifting her brows, a scornful look surfaced in her eyes. I thought the people of Black Rain were supposed to be amazing… They’ve been played twice by me, so they must be furious by now.
Meanwhile, Mason was inside the study, staring at his computer screen. Why do the traces left by the hacker seem so familiar? His long fingers tapped against the desk in a steady rhythm. All of a sudden, he recalled the incident where Black Rain’s system had been breached recently. Could it be that the same person was behind both these incidences? Then, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing an evil expression.
Not long after, a knock sounded on the door. “It’s me, Young Master Mason!”
“Come in!” Mason’s low and hoarse voice sounded out leisurely.
Thus, Black Python opened the door and entered the study.
“How was your investigation?” the man asked coldly.
“Young Master Mason, I’ve investigated those people. Unfortunately, they have alibis. So, I couldn’t find anything!”
“Oh?” The man seemed stunned for a moment and a flash of cold anger flitted across his calm expression.
Bowing respectfully, Black Python politely murmured, “I’m very sorry, Young Master Mason! We’re useless!”
Upon hearing that, Mason stopped tapping his fingers against the table, and his eyes became calm again. “If they don’t cause any trouble in Sandfort City, then forget it! It’s not your fault.”
Looks like these people have hidden themselves very well—so much so that even the Lowry Family can’t get ahold of their identities. A playful look flashed across the man’s dark eyes.
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Early the next morning, two people lay on a large white bed. The morning sun shone lazily on the bed, and the golden rays were extremely warm and comfortable. Moreover, the silk sheets on the bed were cool, causing the two bodies to become more and more entangled.
Janet was deeply asleep when she felt a wave of heat rising in her body. At the same time, she could feel something poking against her waist. Ugh, it’s so uncomfortable! Therefore, she drowsily shuffled toward the empty side of the bed.
Behind her, the man forced his eyes open and squinted at her unhappily. His voice was dangerously sexy as he said, “Babe, you’re going to fall off the bed!”
When she heard him say that, she drowsily opened her eyes. Awakening from her dream, she met the man’s deep, black eyes and murmured faintly, “Why do you have to squeeze with me on such a small bed? Are you sick in the head?”
It’s a 1.8-meter bed! That’s just enough for me to sleep on. Who would have thought that this large-framed man of 1.87 meters would forcefully squeeze on the bed to sleep with me? It’s so uncomfortable to sleep in!
Despite what she said, the man did not get angry. Instead, he chuckled as he pulled her from the edge of the bed back into his arms. Then, he teasingly said, “Yeah, I’m sick. And, my sickness can only be cured by you!”
“Ugh; smooth-talker!” Her expression was blank, but she didn’t try to push him away. Rather, she went back to sleep in his arms several seconds after her retort.
Mason smiled dotingly, and the look in his eyes was as gentle as water. All of a sudden, the harmonious scene was broken by the ringing of a phone. Thus, he turned to look. Stroking her forehead, he murmured, “Dear, your phone is ringing.”
Upon hearing those words, Janet immediately snapped awake. She was afraid that he might answer the phone. She was also worried that it might be a call from the organization. If he answered the phone, her identity might have been exposed. “Hello?” Janet took the phone from Mason’s hand and her clear voice rang out.
“Miss Sweet Tune, Mr. Hilbert is going to hold a banquet this Saturday. Will you be able to attend?” A familiar voice sounded from the other end of the phone.
