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    When Ethan located Frederick, he discovered him chatting happily with Alyssa. As he approached, Frederick’s voice carried clearly. “You certainly don’t look twenty-eight. I would have guessed you were closer to Freya’s age.”


    “Do you routinely tter women in this manner?” Alyssa inquired, genuine curiosity coloring her voice.


    “Hardly ever,” Frederick confessed with refreshing honesty. “Apart from Freya, you’re the first recipient of my admiration.”


    As for Greta and Riley, they perpetually operated in teasing mode, not particrly receptive topliments.


    “I heard from Ellis that you possess hacking capabilities,” Ethan interjected, interrupting their exchange while privately doubting Frederick’s reliability.


    “To some extent,” Frederick acknowledged modestly.


    Though his hacking proficiency didn’t match Freya’s exceptional talent, his skills were nheless impressive, nearly rivaling Natasha’s expertise.


    Ethan casually draped an arm across Frederick’s shoulders, adopting the demeanor of long-standingrades. “How about rendering me a service?”


    Frederick’s expression transformed into one of bewilderment.


    Ethan guided him into an interior room.


    Frederick swiftly neutralized the virus Ethan had once installed on Ellis’s phone, igniting a flicker of hope within Ethan.


    He requested Frederick to wait while he retrieved his virus-contaminated phone from the vehicle, promising, “This device harbors an exceptionally potent virus. I’ve consulted numerous hackers, yet none could vanquish it. Sessfully crack this formidable threat, and I’ll treat you to avish dinner.”


    Frederick epted the phone. Just as he prepared to deploy hisptop against the virus, his own system became infected instead!


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    He appeared thoroughly disoriented.


    “Theputers of previous helpers also sumbed to infection…” Ethan coughed awkwardly to conceal his embarrassment, realizing he had neglected to mention this criticalplication.


    Frederick remained silent, continuing to type intricate code to dismantle the virus.


    Half an hourter, hisptop had been restored to normal functioning, and the virus on Ethan’s phone had beenpletely eradicated.


    Frederick recognized the virus as one of Freya’s borate pranks. It yielded only because it was essentially harmless; had Freya implemented it with serious intent, breaking through would have proven impossible. No one had ever sessfully breached her serious viruses—not even elite hackers all over the world.


    “You…” Frederick halted mid-sentence, swallowing his words. He yearned to inquire how Ethan had managed to provoke Freya’s wrath but recalled that Ethan belonged to Ellis’s inner circle. Freya never deliberately targeted their friends with such malice.


    Ethan, noticing Frederick’s exceptional skills surpassed those of hackers he’d previously encountered, leaned forward with interest. “What’s troubling you?”


    “Where did this particr virus originate from?” Frederick asked, his voice tinged with professional curiosity.


    “No idea, it simply materialized out of nowhere,” Ethan replied with a shrug.


    “Consider the circumstances more thoroughly,” Frederick pressed.


    “You’ve uncovered something, haven’t you?” Ethan, demonstrating the sharp instincts befitting Ellis’s friend, fixed his gaze on Frederick. “Do you recognize who embedded this virus?”


    Frederick’s telling silence served as an unspoken confirmation.


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