My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1799

I exchanged looks with Aaron, then we got up to leave together.

After taking a few steps, I stopped in my tracks to give him a sideways glance. I then said, "Josiah, not everyone can start over from scratch. You have to pay the price for your crimes. This is the last warning I'll give you. Anne is Monique's and mine. She has nothing to do with you. Don't humiliate yourself again. If you get any closer to her, I'll fight you till the day I die."

With that, I left without looking back.

He didn't chase after me. There was no reason for him to do so. My attitude right then was enough to make it clear that he had no chance of winning for custodial rights. If he even dared to provoke me, not only would I transfer Anne over to another school, I would hide her from him at any cost.

When we got into the car, and Aaron buckled his seat belt, I couldn't help but turn around to look at the cafe again, my eyebrows twitched slightly, "Aaron, I'm still worried. Call your IT experts over."

Aaron thought about this for a while and said nothing. He then typed out a message on his phone. After that, he started the car engine and drove home.

Half an hour later, we entered the Reid family hall. Six men dressed in the same style of clothing and glasses were waiting inside.

"Mr. Reid." They greeted Aaron respectfully .

"Mhm." Aaron hummed a reply before he turned around to speak to me, "All of the best graduates from the country's IT industry are here. Just tell them what you want them to do. They're all nerds, so they won't try to flatter nor please someone, but when it comes to their skills, they're top-notch."

I nodded. Without further ado, I walked up to them and asked, "Did you all bring your laptops?"

"Yes, Miss Reid." A boy in the corner answered loudly but didn't dare lift his head to look at me. He looked a little nervous and trembled all over.

Upon hearing that, several other boys jumped into action. They all bowed at me respectfully before walking over to the dining table and switched on the laptops they had prepared earlier.

After a short while, the quiet living room was filled with the sound of continuous typing.

As I approached them and lowered my head to look at them, I noticed that all of them, who looked so timid before, were fixed onto their screens. Their eyes slightly squinted, and their fingers were moving rapidly across their keyboards. They were si fast, their fingers were a blur. Time seemed to have accelerated for them.

I nodded my head in satisfaction. Aaron was right.

Ten minutes later, the boy, who was closest to me, stopped and turned his computer screen towards me. He said calmly, "Miss Reid, it's done. All of the Saunders family's accounts have been frozen. Unless I deactivate the virus, they won't be able to spend a single penny today."