Hacker Mom: Run Away with Three Babies

**Kyoto Hospital**

The hospital looked no different from any other day, but as soon as Phoebe Conrad got her grandmother's medical records, she felt like she was being watched. The front and back entrances were guarded by a group of men in black suits.

Phoebe Conrad gave a cold smile at the men in black. This person really holds grudges, doesn't he? She picked up her phone and sent a text to her daughter, Maria Conrad: "I'm being watched. Five minutes, hack their computers."

"No problem, leave it to me," Maria Conrad replied, opening her laptop and starting to type furiously.

Phoebe Conrad, with an excited expression, grabbed a nurse. "Wow! Angel in white! I admire you so much! My admiration for you is like the endless river..."

"Can I have your nurse uniform? I'll pay double!"

The nurse frowned. "This...?"

"Triple!" Phoebe Conrad stared at her hopefully.

"Deal!"

They happily completed the transaction via QR code.

"Boss, we've locked onto the target. This is the location of the Phantom," Lambert Vaughan's assistant placed the computer in front of Lambert Vaughan, where a small red dot was moving on the screen.

"Make sure they keep a close eye on it. No mistakes this time."

"Don't worry, Boss."

Lambert Vaughan sat in the hospital surveillance room, watching the red dot move on the screen, his eyes flashing with the look of a predator. "This time, let's see where you can run!"

Five minutes later, Lambert Vaughan saw the red dot on the computer stop. "Block him!"

As the red dot suddenly disappeared from the screen, his face turned grim, and the people around him were too scared to even breathe.

A year ago, someone had hacked into his overseas account and stolen twenty million dollars. The hacker was one of the top ten on the global hacker list, known as the "Phantom." Today, he received information that the Phantom would appear at Kyoto Hospital, so he sent people to intercept. But he didn't expect the Phantom to have a backup plan, and now his computer was taken over by an unknown hacker.

"Fine, very good. If you like to play, then I'll play with you," Lambert Vaughan's eyes burned with determination.

"Hey, Phoebe, it's done. You can come out now," the voice on the phone was young but confident.

"Maria, you're going to get me killed, you know? Because of you, I've been chased by this guy for a whole year!" Her daughter wasn't like other well-behaved girls; she was a troublemaker.

"Okay, Phoebe. I know I was wrong, and I won't do it again," Maria Conrad said, slightly guilty.

"If you dare to do it again, I'll send you to Eugene Woolley for some proper training," Phoebe Conrad said, her red lips curling. She imagined her daughter's face, her eyes filled with a hint of threat.

"Phoebe, please forgive me. I really won't do it again. Come back quickly, I'm starving, and Toby is too," Maria Conrad hung up the phone.

"Maria, just wait until I get home," Phoebe Conrad put her phone in her bag, adjusted her nurse's uniform, let down her ponytail, and strode towards the door. Suddenly, she felt a strong force pulling her leg.

Turning around, she saw a little boy with a watermelon-shaped haircut, tugging at her leg. Phoebe Conrad wasn't exactly a Good Samaritan, and she was still in danger, so she didn't want to get involved. She tried to pry the boy's fingers off. "Be a good boy, go find your mommy!"

But the little boy clung to her, and as soon as she freed one hand, the other wrapped around her. "Mommy!"

For a moment, Phoebe Conrad was lost. The little boy looked at least 80% similar to Maria Conrad, both with watermelon haircuts. Even though Maria Conrad was a girl...

The two men in black suits were already heading her way.

Phoebe Conrad gritted her teeth, sighed, and picked up the little boy. The child instinctively snuggled closer. Seeing the approaching men, Phoebe Conrad quickly headed in the opposite direction.

Once outside the hospital, Phoebe Conrad finally breathed a sigh of relief. She wanted to leave the boy at the entrance, but he had fallen asleep in her arms. Without thinking, she hailed a taxi and went to the nearest hotel.

In the taxi, Phoebe Conrad urged the driver to hurry. She had just returned to the country and didn't want any trouble. If the child stayed with her for even a second longer, she might be accused of kidnapping. Suddenly, the sleeping child vomited. Phoebe Conrad shouted at the driver, "Quickly, to the hospital!"

"Aren't we just coming from the hospital?" the driver asked, annoyed.

"To the children's hospital!" Phoebe Conrad yelled.

They rushed to the emergency room, where the doctor examined the child and said to Phoebe Conrad, "What did the child eat? Why is he vomiting like this? What kind of mother are you?" Ignoring the stunned Phoebe Conrad, the doctor took the child into the treatment room.

Sitting outside the emergency room, Phoebe Conrad started to investigate the child's background. To her surprise, the kid was Lambert Vaughan's son. She thought he was just a random child, but he was actually a young master. After learning about the child's identity, any sympathy Phoebe Conrad had for him vanished.

It was truly a small world. The account her daughter had hacked belonged to Gloria Vaughan's husband, her cousin-in-law, Lambert Vaughan. And because of that, she had been pursued by Lambert Vaughan for a whole year. Now, she was helping their child!

She had a grudge against both Lambert Vaughan and Gloria Vaughan, and now their son was in her hands. It was quite dramatic.

But Phoebe Conrad had principles. She wouldn't take it out on a child, but she also wouldn't be overly kind to her enemy's child. So, she found Lambert Vaughan's phone number and called him using the hospital's landline.

"Hello, is this Mr. Lambert Vaughan? I'm from the city children's hospital. Your child is in the emergency room and needs you to come here."

"I don't have a son!" Lambert Vaughan, already in a bad mood, hung up after saying that.

Since the nurse had the call on speaker, Phoebe Conrad heard everything.

"What kind of person is this? He doesn't even want his own son, how heartless!" Phoebe Conrad complained and paid the medical bills for the little boy. Well, consider it karma for the twenty million he lost.

When the computer was restored, the Phantom was long gone. The atmosphere around Lambert Vaughan was terrifying. At that moment, his assistant ran over. "President, the young master is missing."

"A bunch of incompetents, can't even watch a child," Lambert Vaughan said, standing up and leaving the VIP waiting room. "Drive to the city children's hospital."

"Yes, President," the assistant hurriedly drove to the hospital.

"Be more careful. A child vomiting is not a minor issue. You, as a mother, need to pay attention. Young people these days treat having children like a game!" The doctor shook his head and left.

Phoebe Conrad didn't bother explaining. Technically, she was the child's aunt, even though she wished she could tear his mother apart.

"I say, young master, are you really his biological child? It seems like your dad doesn't care about you at all! If you don't wake up, I'm leaving. My daughter is waiting for me at home," Phoebe Conrad looked at the child's features, which reminded her of Maria Conrad, probably because she and Gloria Vaughan were cousins.

"Phoebe, did they catch you? Toby and I are starving at home."

"Alright, I'm on my way back. Maria, if I see the house in a mess, I'll send you to Eugene Woolley."

"Got it, got it," Maria Conrad hung up and looked at the messy villa, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

Toby, seeing Maria Conrad's look, turned and ran. Although he was a Tibetan Mastiff, he knew that whenever Maria Conrad looked at him like that, nothing good would follow.