Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife The Twins Are Not Yours novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21: An Emergency

Ewan was a few miles away from his house when he received a call from the operations manager of his company.

Ewan looked at his wristwatch. Why was the man calling this late? Annoyance reared its head, but he pushed it aside. This was a first. It must surely be an emergency.

He finally conceded, and picked the call. "Mr. Suarez, what is the issue?"

There was so much heavy breathing and tension at the other side of the phone that Ewan sat up on his seat and asked his driver to increase the car’s speed so that he could get home on time. There was trouble. He knew it.

"Mr. Suarez, make a report or get out of my phone. I don’t have time for this." He ordered, after waiting in vain for the manager to speak.

"I’m sorry sir. I just didn’t know how to break the news to you. As you know, we had fortified our systems last year, after the last hack-in, with the best tools. But all those efforts were nullified tonight."

Ewan exhaled roughly. "There was another hack in?"

"Yes sir."

Ewan rubbed his face tiredly. "For what? What are the hackers doing?"

A pause which spoke of an evil foreboding.

"Are they taking the money in the storage account?"

A pause again.

"It’s worse sir."

Ewan piqued an eyebrow. What could be worse than rendering him bankrupt?!

"The hackers are collecting our users’ data, and that of our shareholders. They are sending an anonymous text message to them. The problem is that our team can not decipher the text."

"What do you mean you can’t decipher the text?!" Ewan shouted, causing his driver to screech the car to a halt.

Ewan glared at him. The middle aged fellow apologized profusely and started the car again.

"Suarez...if I ask you a question more than once again, you are fired..." Ewan added, after waiting in vain for an answer from his operations manager.

"I’m so sorry sir, please don’t... !"

"I don’t care for an apology, Suarez! Give me a report of things at the moment!" Ewan shouted again, annoyed at the manager whom he considered slow.

He took the phone from his ear and glared at it, as if his glare could walk past the phone and strike its effect on the man. He didn’t understand why and where Sandro had employed the man from.

"Okay sir. The text was encrypted. It can only be opened by our clients and shareholders. I’m not sure how it was done, but that’s the case."

"Is that even possible? Get a hold of one of our shareholders then!"

A pause.

Ewan was about firing the man for real this time around, when the latter spoke again.

"They are not picking their calls."

Ewan went silent. "How long ago? This hack in? How long ago?"

"Fifteen minutes ago, sir."

Ewan hung up the call, and let the phone fall from his hand to the plush car seat.

Fifteen minutes ago? It correlated with the time he had left Athena’s apartment.

He balled his fists. Had Athena and Zane put their plans to motion already? _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}

Fury burned within Ewan. He didn’t know what to do with his fists. There was no wall to punch at either.

He clasped his shaking hands together, such that the knuckles went white.

Athena and Zane.