Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire

Chapter 142

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 142

“And so it seems like we might actually die in this room.” Vinson smiled wryly.

Yet, he had no fear of death.

The word ‘fear’ did not even exist in his vocabulary.

Come to think of it, it’s not too bad to die here with Arielle by my side.

“No way!” Arielle was very firm in her belief. “I can’t die yet, I still have lots to do.”

His heart sank.

I was just thinking it’s nice to stay together at the face of death. Lo and behold, she’s not even thinking

about this… at all. I want to curse so badly, but I can’t.

He coughed lightly. “What shall we do now? I’ve tried opening the door, but all efforts are in vain. If we

keep waiting for people to come and rescue us, we would’ve turned into ashes then.”

Staring at the programming code which got hacked, Arielle fell silent for a moment. “Move aside, let me

try.”

“You?” Vinson remembered that Arielle knew some programming. However, he was doubtful of her

skills. With only limited skills, can she do what I couldn’t achieve?

While he was still contemplating, his body had subconsciously shifted to give space for Arielle to take

her seat in front of the computer.

Calmly, she assumed her role and started searching for files on the computer without first addressing

the programming issue.

Vinson saw how she worked on the keyboard. She did not use the mouse, but merely carried out all

operations on the keyboard swiftly. Her speed was even faster than his typing.

It suddenly dawned on him that they might have a chance to escape death. Gradually, his trust for

Arielle increased multiple folds.

Seeing how she operates on the computer, I’m afraid she’s just being modest with her earlier

statement.

When she said she knows a little bit about acupuncture, she ended up demonstrating exceptional skills

and healed the guy we caught. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

A few minutes later, Arielle stopped.

“What did you find?” Vinson asked.

She pointed at the D drive on the screen. Narrowing her eyes, she explained, “The problem doesn’t lie

in the program which can’t be removed, but here. This section has been tampered with. Originally, this

computer controls the program. Now that it’s been modified, the control system automatically relocates

to a different place.”

“Where’s that?” he pressed on in curiosity.

She shook her head. “I don’t know. I need to break the firewall in order to hack into their ultimate

terminal and locate the place. Also, when I get there, I need to delete the control system.”

Vinson turned solemn.

“Entering their terminal… This requires an expert level hacker. Can… can you do it?”

Arielle took a deep breath. “I can’t promise you anything, but this is the only way. We’ve got to try it.

Otherwise, everyone will die. Considering the material of the glass door, I’m not too hopeful that it could

be broken from the outside either.”

A rare and frightful uncertainty settled upon Arielle’s face.

Gazing at her deeply, Vinson was about to say something when another deafening explosion came

from upstairs. Bomb!

That was the second explosion and it occurred right above their heads!

A humungous hole cracked open from the ceiling, accompanied by raging flames.