NovelEnglishThe competition commenced and within a mere 15 seconds, Blanton had breezed through Edge's firewall.
A chorus of incredulous gasps filled the air.
“Oh my god!” “This guy is off the charts!” “I've never seen a hacker with skills like these.” Everyone were dumbfounded by Blanton's genius.
Blanton basked in the applause and admiration, with a smug smile creeping across his face. He was about to tackle the second challenge when the announcer declared the competition over.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“What do you mean?” he jolted with disbelief.
“Someone's already cleared both levels,” the announcer's eyes shifted towards Kane.
He had cracked Edge in just eight seconds and hacked into 10S in a swift five.
The new president of the Hackers Alliance was unmistakably determined.
Blanton was stunned and his four-year record was shattered beyond belief! Vivian gazed at Kane, eyes brimming with adoration. He was the only guy who ever seemed to outshine her brilliance.
Ramona clicked her tongue, “I had no idea Kane was this good.” William chuckled, “His Al robots are even better. He's the heir to Uncle Leopold's legacy.” “Wow,” Ramona exclaimed, “so what's your biggest talent?” Hypnosis, of course! William mused inwardly, a secret he kept close to his chest, never to tell a soul.
“I make toys.” He flashed a mischievous grin, pulling a tiny figurine from his blazer pocket. With a nifty flick, the figure sprung to life, landing gracefully in Ramona's palm, “It's yours now.” “Wow, thanks!” Ramona beamed, “No wonder you changed your mind about joining the Genetics Decoding Club, opting for Ingenious Craft instead.” Ingenious Craft was the only design-focused club, which was into William's taste. His eyes were like precision tools. Becoming president would boost his chances in the student council president race, as club members often voted for their leader.
Thus, his clear aim was to helm Ingenious Creations.
That afternoon, Kane becthe talk of Pinnacle Ivy League School's elite campus.
Always a man of discretion, he didn't care for the limelight.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut to becstudent council president, he needed to let his brilliance be seen.
He would have to get used to being the center of attention.
At the Alcott family.
Today was Callie's birthday, and she had invited Megan and her kid over for a family dinner.
Evelyn glanced at Megan's kid, deliberately prodding, “Sis, how cthe kid doesn't look like you or Leopold?” Callie shot her an annoyed look. How offensive! Rumors of Megan's surrogacy were rampant in high society, and Callie was well aware. She now avoided her mahjong games to escape the incessant queries from other wealthy ladies.
“Kids' features aren't fully developed, how can you tell who they resemble? Besides, schildren blend their parents’ looks in a way that's not immediately clear.” Evelyn pouted, “Aurelia’s child could be Leopold's twin, no DNA test needed. Mom, you should hurry and take sis and the kid for a paternity test with the Stirling family to clean gossips about this baby. The Stirlings are refusing to acknowledge him, how tragic! Lisa had a daughter, and the Stirlings threw a lavish one-month celebration at Magnolia Heights, while my nephew, the rightful heir, didn’t even get a sip-and-see. If you delay the DNA test, you'll miss the 100th-day banquet too.” Each word she uttered struck Megan like a bullet to her core. She too yearned to legitimize her son, but without her missing daughter, a paternity test was impossible.
“None of your business,” she retorted, “I have my plans. I'm waiting for Leopold to be discharged so he can personally take our son for the paternity test.”
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