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Chapter 66 I Did It
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2025-08-03 01:01:02(Isaac’s POV)
I frantically threaded my fingers through my hair after hitting the enter button for the last time. Virus removed successfully… I glanced up to the man who has been waiting for good news since I started trying to hack into the Chastier’s firewall. We knew that there’s no way we can contact them when we are their main enemy. It’s either I develop some kind of miracle… Or we’re never getting back to Bright. I lowered my head on the floor. “I’m sorry, Master Cole.” I sensed him glanced up at me blankly. I just finished reversing a virus defense from the site after my failed attempt to access them with an “I Love You” virus. We weren’t really expecting them to have something back in return. The last thing I remember is the new computer freezing before everything went black on it. I had to move to my old one. Stupid of me for getting too excited for the new one. It was Jade’s
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