The Netherworld Syndicate is the top-ranked assassin organization in the world, its influence is extensive, and their reach is everywhere. They must not be easily offended!
"My little friend will like it."
Damian Quinn’s demonic and handsome face remained unchanged, his demeanor lazy and casual.
His little girl is The Phantom Hand, so she would definitely set of equipment.
To make the little girl happy, he had to get his hands on that set of equipment.
As for the Netherworld Syndicate, they were just unlucky. Who told them to take a liking to something his little girl would like?
Master Damian would go so far as to offend the Netherworld Syndicate just to make Miss Serena happy, in ancient times, he would be a true tyrant!
"Serena, I’m sorry I let you suffer before. If you ever feel wronged again, tell Grandma, and I’ll stand up for you!" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel-fire.net
Old Mrs. Quinn lovingly took Serena Everett’s hand, looking at her with a heart full of pity.
Jocelyn Sterling and Ivan Everett are good kids, just too soft-hearted!
After Cassia Everett’s disgraceful plagiarism incident, she cried and threatened suicide, and they actually let her off the hook and even suppressed the scandal. She couldn’t agree with their approach.
Cassia Everett should be strictly educated for such a disgrace, not have the matter suppressed, and even ask Serena to forgive her. It’s infuriating!
Once her health recovers, she needs to personally visit the Everett Family and teach them a lesson. Serena should not be wronged again!
If Serena is not happy living with the Everett Family, she’ll find a way to expedite Serena and Damian’s engagement and bring her home.
She couldn’t wait to bring Serena back to their Quinn Family!
Serena knew Old Mrs. Quinn genuinely loved her, just like her own grandmother, warming her heart even more. She curved her red lips and nodded obediently.
"I understand, Grandma."
After Old Mrs. Quinn went back to sleep, Serena opened her phone and found the group chat in an uproar.
[Alliance Hierarch, we just got news that the precious set of equipment the Netherworld Syndicate had spent a fortune to get has been stolen!]
[Alliance Hierarch, this is so infuriating! That set of equipment was supposed to be ours soon!]
Even through the screen, Serena could feel their anger, and her expression became serious.
That valuable equipment had been stolen! The research institute was waiting for it to conduct research, and they openly stole something from the Netherworld Syndicate. Isn’t this a public slap in the face?
Serena pressed her red lips tightly, her exceptionally beautiful fox-like eyes glinted coldly.
Usually, it’s the Netherworld Syndicate stealing from others. When have they been so humiliated?
No wonder they are so angry, she herself was quite angry too.
[Alliance Hierarch, we can’t let this go. We must vent our anger!]
[Right, Alliance Hierarch, the person who competed with us for the equipment likely has someone skilled in hacking on their side; we can’t trace their identity. Please, Alliance Hierarch, personally investigate their identity!]
[Yes, Alliance Hierarch, once you find out their real identity, we can immediately send someone to take action and let them understand the consequences of offending the Netherworld Syndicate!]
If their Alliance Hierarch’s hacking skills are ranked second, then no one else could possibly take first place.
With their Alliance Hierarch’s strength, they will definitely uncover which bastard dared to vie for our things!
Serena’s gaze grew colder, her fair fingertips responding on her phone.
She also wanted to know which audacious bastard dared to compete with the Netherworld Syndicate for possessions!
Serena’s exquisite porcelain-white face was expressionless, but those familiar with her knew it was a harbinger of someone’s impending misfortune.
She swiftly logged into the dark web, her fair fingers rapidly typing a series of dizzying codes on the phone.
The phone emitted an intrusion success notification, the location showing—Imperia.
Serena clicked her tongue lightly against her back teeth, her gaze growing even colder.
The one who robbed the Netherworld Syndicate’s items was also in Imperia, quite close to her. Once she figures out his exact location, she will personally take his life!
"Master Damian, something’s wrong. Someone has hacked into our system..." Chase Sherman nervously reported to Damian Quinn.
Their system was built by world-renowned hackers hired by Master Damian, and this was the first time someone had successfully breached it!
Upon hearing this, Damian Quinn’s demonic and handsome face also darkened, his voice icy, "Bring the computer over."
"Yes, Master Damian." Chase Sherman didn’t dare delay and quickly handed the computer to Damian Quinn.
Damian Quinn’s narrow, deep eyes were chilling, his slender, jade-like fingers typing on the keyboard, an intimidating cold aura emanating from him.
"Beep beep beep beep..."
At the sound of the alarm, Serena’s exceptionally beautiful fox-like eyes showed a flicker of surprise.
Tsk, they could actually fend off her intrusion!
They have some skills; no wonder they dared to compete with the Netherworld Syndicate for items!
Serena lightly tugged at her red lips, exuding a dominant aura overlooking all beings.
Compared to her, their hacking skills were still a bit inferior!
As the alarm sounded again, Serena successfully invaded the system, the real-time location showing it was in a hospital, only a few hundred meters away from her.
Serena’s brows furrowed unconsciously as she continued to hack into the system, trace more information. But when she saw that familiar name, her red lips pressed together tightly.
Serena’s mood became quite complicated. Although the equipment was bought with the five hundred billion compensation from last time with Damian Quinn, she was still very angry that he took the equipment!
Why does he always compete with her!
Serena’s red lips pressed even tighter, and then a hint of mischief flickered in her eyes as her fair fingertips began tapping rapidly on her phone again...
Staring at the computer screen displaying the glaringly prominent words [Jerk], Damian Quinn’s demonic and handsome face immediately darkened, the surrounding temperature plummeting, sending shivers down one’s spine.
Even Chase Sherman, who had been with him for so many years, couldn’t help but shiver. He then braced himself to speak, "Master Damian, this must be the work of the Netherworld Syndicate... They’re unbelievably arrogant!"
The Netherworld Syndicate is too bold. Not only did they hack into their system, but they even had the audacity to insult Master Damian !
No one had ever dared to insult their Master Damian !
Tsk tsk tsk, the Netherworld Syndicate’s future probably looks grim...