Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 30

Max delivered him a message as soon as he walked into his office. “Someone has been attempting to breach our defense system. Mr. Fox. The technicians tried everything they could to intercept it, but the defense system suddenly boosted by 18 times this morning Is this something to do with Young Master Samuel?”

For a brief while, Stanley was surprised and his eyes were alert. “Breach attempts? Have you discovered who the other party is?”

“The opponent is too well concealed, so the target has not yet been identified. But we have been looking into it, answered Max.

Stanley did not expect that his son would make such a great contribution.

Who did he learn this from?

Melinda?

Does it mean that Melinda is also a hacker?

Is Melinda the one trying to hack the company’s system?

If Samuel was able to assist the Fox Group today, it would be simple for him to eliminate the Fox Group using his abilities.

Stanley cautiously remarked, “Max, never reveal Samuel’s identification as a hacker to anyone, and send someone to increase Samuel’s safety.”

“I understand.”

As soon as Stanley sat down on his custom–made office chair, Monica entered the room wearing a white business suit skirt. She asked him with a comfortable tone and a smile while carrying a jewelry catalog in her hand, “Oh, you’re back?” It seemed that the news didn’t have any impact on her mood at all.

“What’s the matter? Stanley did not spare Monica a single glance

However, she did not mind his indifference as she walked to him with a sweet smile “You care a lot for the design of the Brundela Royal New Year’s Eve, and it’s equally important to me too. I’ve decided to design the whole set, both the clothing and accessories”

“It’s fine.” He signed his signature on a document, and detachment laced his voicnovelxo.com fast updatee. “We don’t have much time. It’s unnecessary to push yourself that hard.”

Tm perfectly fine. It’s not that hard”

The design department is not lacking talents. Division of labor is the key to maintaining the quality.”

Her smile did not fade. “I think coming up with the design as the whole set is important in case of need. It is a hard–won opportunity. You can never guarantee that everyone will be able to present immaculate work. Besides, no one will complain when there are more decent works. The Queen of Brundela must have high standards.”

Fine. Il let you do as you fancy, thought Stanley. He felt that there was no need to do that, but if Monica insisted, saying anything further would be like water off a duck’s back. She had to know, though, he would neither be grateful nor touched by that.

He turned on his laptop to go through the emails. His silence made her feel slightly awkward. Back then, she was deeply enticed by his cold derneanor, but the same element of his hurt her now.

he putting a distance between us because of Melinda?

“Anything else?” Stanley raised his gaze onto her.

“No. I shall take my leave now.” Smiling again, she turned around and left. He did not ask her to stay.

As soon as he finished replying to an email from Annexia, Max entered the office with hurried steps. “Mr. Fox, it is positive that R–Alan Group attempted to invade our network defense. Their target may be the design department.”

Stanley was not surprised because he was able to guess that far. His gaze dimmed. “Got it.”

“Our company is their only competitor. We’ve surpassed them for the past few years, and they’ve been biding their time to turn the tables. I reckon they wanna get their hands on the design of the Brundela Royal New Year’s Eve.”

“It won’t be easy to turn the tables. Keep an eye on them. Don’t miss out on anything.” The corner of Stanley’s lips curved up dangerously.

“Okay”

The sun cast a golden sheen of warmth onto Brainly Kindergarten, where the children and teachers were playing a game. The laughter of merriment rang in the air and seeped into one’s ears.

Samuel sat on a rock next to the slide while holding a tablet, where lines of codes crawled across its screen. Seriousness sat upon his furrowing brows, and a smile sometimes appeared on his face.

An ‘OK‘ appeared on the screen, and he finally beamed into a pristine smile.

Contrary to his bright smile, a ‘bomb‘ landed in the headquarters of R–Alan Group. A disarray of code popped into the company’s server. All of the screens dipped into total black darkness, and nothing

could be done to save them frorn the troubled waters.

“What the f*ck? Someone has hacked into the server!” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

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“How can this be?!”

Back at the kindergarten, Anne approached Samuel. “Samuel, what are you doing? Are you not joining the game? Do you not like it?”

“It’s not like that, Miss Banks. I’m on it!” He placed the tablet into his bag and put on his baseball cap

Meanwhile, two boys were getting in Pamela’s way. One of them smirked. I’ve heard that you transferred here from a village.”

“So, what?” She blinked her eyes.

“That makes you a peasant! Don’t you know who we are? The other boy smiled haughtily. “How did you manage to get in here? I’m curious.”

Given Pamela’s introverted personality, disputes were never her forte. She was clenching her little fists, and her face went beet red. Her reaction amused the boys. One of them grabbed her hand and began teasing. “Hey, tell us more about your village. Is it true that you don’t wash up for a whole month long? Do you people stink so much that others can smell it from miles away?!

“Let me go!” Pamela tried to free herself. When she noticed Samuel, who was nearby, she called out, “Samuel! Samuel, save me!”