
Sadam sat in front of the screen, fifteen minutes after he turned on the SS Guard system, he received a vidio call. Now, he is faced with a woman who has managed to break into his system. The woman he once considered a bad boy who always hooked, now turned into very beautiful and looks mature.
"What's your goal, Carla. Why don't you go home to your mom and be a good girl?"
Carla was silent, she just stared at Sadam with a flat face. Sadam who did not get a response reclined his seat. His eyes were still staring at the screen where Carla was still staring at him. He did not feel intimidated at all even though Carla was looking at him intently.
Slowly Carla lowered her gaze, the next second she had changed her expression to smile. This of course made Sadam wonder in his heart what he was planning. Although they used to be close, but Sadam realized that Carla of course had changed a lot.
"It's good to see you again, Brother Sadam."
Silent for long enough. Both Sadam and Carla remained silent.
"Let's meet."
"There's no way Kenzo's foot can give you any leeway, 'cause I could hurt you." Sadam grunting.
"So you chose to be the enemy?"
"Not really," said Carla quickly.
"SS Guard would have been known by Dursley if I was on his side__" Carla paused for a moment to see Sadam's expression unchanged. "Son, don't you wonder why I found out about the SS Guard and broke into it?"
"Smart girl like you must be in addition to bothering me when it was also learning from me secretly, it doesn't matter to me who you are on whose side, I still believe you are not a threat."
Hearing those words Carla laughed, a discordant laughter and a tone of sadness.
"Of course, you've always believed that I like you more than anything, but unfortunately time goes on,"
"Yes, and in my eyes only your appearance has changed, you are still the little girl running from your mother," she replied calmly.
Carla looked troubled, yet she covered it with a cynical face.
"Whatever your judgment ..just wait for a surprise from me."
The connection was broken by him and Sadam just exhaled slowly.
He looked when the door opened. Kenzo walked in and sat down next to him.
"The kid called you?"
Sadam raised both eyebrows before answering. He nodded slightly before snorting.
"The boy changed a little, he seemed to be planning something for me, was he hurt at that moment because of what you said?"
Hearing that Kenzo looked at him cynically. As if to say that the mastermind of Carla's departure at that time was Sadam himself.
"I think that kid only has a special grudge against you. Track his email and tell him I want to talk."
After saying that Kenzo ordered the SS Guard to search the Dursley company's data and try to penetrate their company's defenses. It took a long time for the SS Guard to work until Sadam realized there was an attack from the other side and they were forced to stop tracking.
"It looks like Dursley has geniuses in his company as well."
Kenzo did not answer. He knew very well that Sadam already had a guess. The views of the two met, communicating in silence before the two decided on one thing. Take immediate action.
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Meanwhile, in a room not too big inside Dursley's company, sat a beautiful young woman who was eating lollipops. Wearing a hat and his long hair he let down. All around him was filled with computers and a set of communication tools. Her lips revealed a thin smile.
He glanced at the door as it opened. It shows an adult man wearing thick glasses. The man just stood in front of the door with a serious face.
"Somebody tried to steal the company's data, you know the culprit?"
"No, as you can see, old man, he's too fast. I didn't even have time to trace its location" the woman replied.
The man put on an annoyed expression due to the 'old sister' call from the woman. His eyes squinted a little doubtfully, from the very beginning it seemed that he did not trust the woman before him so much.
"Carla ... don't try to play with fire. Even if I don't realize too late I myself must know the attacker's IP address! You've been here since morning!"
Yes, that woman is Carla. A sinister smile was seen by his partner before he replied casually.
The next second he heard a rude swearing along with the door closed. Carla immediately fixed her seat as soon as she got the Email. Open it quickly and read it. He deleted the email immediately before getting up and exiting his room.
Carla walks casually into the main area of the company building as the room is at the back. Pass through several areas of the marketing division before turning into the lobby. His steps stopped just like that as he passed Susan.
The two of them threw cold eyes at each other. Susan obviously didn't like it. So did Carla who seemed to look at him with a challenging face.
"Elegates like you should bow respectfully to their employers" Susan quipped.
"The only thing paying me is your father, my boss is just him. But ... If you want you can talk to him to get rid of me. That's also .. if he's willing to listen to you," Carla replied in a dismissive tone.
Susan had already clenched both her hands, it did not escape Carla's sight. A man approached them, he was Susan's assistant and bodyguard.
"Do I need to take action, miss?" ask the man.
"There's no need to serve garbage, let's go."
"Unfortunately this trash is worth more than your life" Carla said.
Susan who had passed him stopped and turned around. With emotion he approached Carla and slapped a hard slap into her right cheek.
That certainly attracted the attention of some people who had just passed by. They know their superior child with a calm and elegant nature. Doesn't expect him to do something that hurts others.
Carla glanced at the two figures that appeared from the right through the corner of her eyes. He grinned for a moment before grimacing and dramatizing the atmosphere.
"Never compare yourself to me!" hiss Susan with a reddened face and hardened jaw.
"Enjoy your day, big lady" replied Carla before she turned her body and gave a greeting to Dusrsley who had just arrived between them.
Susan looked at Carla still holding back her anger before coming to her father and greeting him. Unfortunately, his father did not respond.
"I heard there was an intruder."
Carla raised her head and stared bravely at the boss who had always feared all her employees.
"Yes, unfortunately their location and address just disappeared. That means ... the culprit is not arbitrary. as it has been destroyed, the perpetrator also recognizes the company's security system used since the first."
"That's no excuse to cover up your carelessness!" cut Susan.
"Tampering? even if I don't use my brain, they've managed to steal the company's data." said Carla casually.
"I'll send you a message, get on with your work!" dursley said and passed without caring for his daughter.
Susan stared at her father's departure with wounded eyes, yet she hid it in her haughty expression. It certainly wasn't out of Carla's attention. But he just shut up and left.
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Zahira was at the supermarket with one bodyguard next to her and 5 others scattered around her. He was picking fruit when accidentally a woman younger than him dropped his phone near him.
Zahira immediately picked up the phone and patted the woman on the shoulder. Women with long hair and wearing line-masked hats. The woman looked at him confused before Zahira showed her her phone.
"Your phone fell down" Zahira said
"Oh .. thank you. I've always been careless."
Zahira responded with a slow nod. As he was about to turn around, he pegged for a moment after the woman had called him by the correct name.
"You ... know me?" ask Zahira.
"Of course, my sister's face appeared on television several times. I'm also following the sister's parents' murder case, and .. sorry."
The two looked at each other for a while before Zahira smiled slightly to give a response. Inwardly, of course, he did not completely trust the woman before him.
"I'm Carla asmiranda sean. You can call me Carla."
Carla reached out her hand and was greeted reluctantly before her bodyguards told her to rush over immediately. They split up there.
Carla, who was still standing, looked at Zahira's departure, smiling mysteriously. It was as if from that smile were kept plans.