"Sir, someone hacked into our server, laid hands on our exclusive customers’ portfolio, and told them to come and pick any luxury good they wanted—including our most expensive cars for free," his assistant explained breathlessly, his voice trembling with barely contained panic on the other end of the line.
Brad’s blood ran cold. "What? Are you mad? How is that even possible?" His voice cracked, rising an octave as the implications crashed over him like a tidal wave.
"Sir, that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you." The assistant’s words tumbled out in a rush. "I contacted our system engineers. We’ve been told our system was hacked into by a hacker named Nova Ghost. Did you offend anyone? I’ve heard of him going against some companies in New York a few months ago. He destroyed them. Completely."
Brad hadn’t offended anyone, none that he remembered of. At the just ended full moon festival, he’d ensured to remain on the fence, carefully neutral, never showing support to any Alpha or going against any of them. He’d played it safe, calculated every move. Except—
No. Liah wasn’t a hacker, and she couldn’t do this. That was impossible. But she was the only one who had threatened him.
Her words suddenly gained terrifying clarity in his mind, echoing with renewed significance. "I know you two sabotaged my show. I accept the clothes you returned, but you still have to pay for it. And for the mental stress, you must pay as well."
Athaliah was all fashion and design, not technology and cyber warfare. If someone could pay a notorious hacker to sabotage them, then it had to be Corvine.
That made the most sense—Corvine had the resources, the connections, the motivation. "I’m gonna have to call you back," he said and ended the call before his assistant could speak again, cutting off the stream of panicked words.
Turning to Curt, whose face still held a frustrated, bewildered expression, Brad explained through gritted teeth. "Someone hacked into my server. They’re giving out my luxury products for free. Every single client on my exclusive list is being told to come collect whatever they want."
His hands trembled with barely suppressed rage. "The hacker’s name is Nova Ghost."
Curt froze at the mention of the Hacker’s name. "He’s the same person who caused my slot machine to malfunction. Now every gambler who walked through my doors is a winner, and I’m about to go bankrupt." His voice rose with each word, his fury building like a storm.
"Do you think Corvine is behind it? Liah threatened us, but she knows nothing about such things. Corvine is the CEO of MindNest. He’s got the resources, the connections—"
"That’s exactly what I’m thinking." Brad confirmed, his jaw tight enough to crack teeth. The two of them were so furious, their knuckles turned white as they gripped their phones, the plastic creaking under the pressure.
"I’ll call him," Curt said, already raising his phone.


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