Chapter 620:


    Natasha sent his words back in her reply.


    Freya’s response came swift and sharp. “Back off before yound yourself in deep trouble. When I catch him, I’lle for you too.”


    Natasha typed, “You’re in Yham, aren’t you?”


    Freya saw that and immediately pulled up a satellite map in her browser, captured their precise location, and sent it straight back. Then she added, “Looks like you’ve still got a long way to go. Can’t even tell the difference between a virtual IP and a real one.”


    That made Natasha’s face tighten. It was hard to believe.


    “She… she knows we’re here,” Natasha said quietly, her tone suddenly serious.


    The man didn’t even blink. “She’s ‘K’. Of course she knows. Doesn’t matter. Even if she does, she can’te here.”


    Natasha felt a twinge of defeat.


    She’d spent three long years grinding, studying like hell to catch up—and she still couldn’t measure up.


    Even so, she couldn’t help but admire her mentor.


    “K” really was something else.


    Natasha typed again, “How’d you break through my virtual IP and find the real one?”


    Freya’s reply was brutally blunt. “Did you forget who trained you?”


    Natasha had nothing to say to that. The sting of humiliation hit hard. She tapped out onest message: “Honestly, if he hadn’t told me ‘K’ was a woman, I’d still think you were some scruffy male hacker.”


    Freya’s eyes darkened at that. She knew exactly who Natasha meant. Even though she’d disguised herself for that mission, it should’ve been obvious she was a woman.


    Back then, she went by the codename “K”.


    Freya didn’t reply after that. She ended the chat and casually dropped a virus into Natasha’sptop and server.


    Once that was done, she shut down herptop, washed up, and went to bed. The virus would buy her some time—at least Ashley’s side would stay quiet for now.


    As for Natasha, when she realized what had happened, she leaned her head on one hand. “My mentor doesn’t even spare myptop.”


    “What happened?” the man asked.


    “Virus attack. The other room’s server got hit too,” Natasha said, sounding surprisingly calm. “The entire database is gone.”


    The man stared at her,pletely thrown.


    “You’re kidding, right?”


    “Would I joke about this?”


    “I thought you said it was locked down.”


    “Yeah, well… that was before I pissed her off.”


    The man was speechless.


    “Give me half a month. I’ll try to crack it and recover what I can,” Natasha said.


    The next morning arrived in the blink of an eye.


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