Chapter 343

Only a handful could breach a system with such high-level encryption.

Controlling it remotely? Nearly impossible.

Evelyn frowned. Who would take this risk for me?

[Master! Look! That ID did it!] Ethan Blackwell spotted the hacker infiltrating the edited videos circulating online—the ones framing Evelyn for identity fraud. Within seconds, every corrupted file became unplayable.

Evelyn's gaze sharpened as she recognized the hacker's ID.

Ethan, ever impulsive, fired off a message. [Who are you, mysterious savior? Why help Evelyn? Do you know her?]

No response.

Ignoring Ethan, Evelyn typed: [Long time no see, Victor.]

A beat. Then: [Likewise.]

Ethan nearly short-circuited. Victor Blackwood?! The legendary Ghostlord?!

The world’s top hacker—untouchable, enigmatic—had just acknowledged Evelyn.

Victor paid Ethan no mind. Evelyn didn’t indulge him either.

Ghostlord was a myth. Ten consecutive Global Hacking Championships. By the time Evelyn entered the scene, Victor had already retired, leaving behind an unbeaten legacy.

Yet, her skills matched his. Comparisons were inevitable.

They’d met once—at an underground hacker forum. Masks, voice changers, anonymity enforced. No faces, no names. Just mutual respect.

A fleeting connection. No personal details exchanged.

So why was Victor here now?

Evelyn hesitated. He doesn’t know I’m Evelyn. Why intervene?

Meanwhile, Ethan spiraled in the chat. [I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS! Both my idols—Luna Sterling and Ghostlord—in one place! History in the making!]

Evelyn ignored his fanboy meltdown.

[Do you know Evelyn Whitmore?] she asked Victor.

His reply was measured. [Do you?]

That single word—you—hinted at familiarity. But Evelyn couldn’t be sure.

She played it safe. [No. A client hired me to scrub those posts. How do you know her?]

Victor’s response was cryptic. [You’re very interested in her.]