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Chapter 1665 Defeat The Queen Mother
Vinson held Arielle gently in his arms. He understood the conflict within her and her change of heart.
Planting a kiss on her forehead, he declared in a low voice, “We’ll protect him together and defeat the queen
mother!”
Arielle nodded. The only reason she had stayed was to dethrone Nancy. She wanted her to rot in jail for the rest of
her life.
Although Nancy had instructed someone to check the surveillance footage, the footage from that timeframe
appeared to have gotten damaged, as there was nothing to be found.
“That’s impossible! Someone must’ve deleted it. Hurry up and restore the footage,” Monisha told the man.
He was Ollie, the hacker they had hired. The queen mother had sought his help previously, but he had failed to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtresolve the issue. After that, they had gone looking for his senior, Gaston. Alas, no matter how good one is, there is
always someone better, and even Gaston could not do anything.
Upon hearing her urging him to hasten, Ollie glanced at her. It was only for a brief moment, but she immediately
froze. Hackers were hard to come by. Hence, even Nancy dared not provoke them, let alone Monisha.
Monisha hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry. I was just too anxious, so my tone was a little…”
Ollie was also well aware of the gravity of the situation, so he did not dwell on it.
As his fingers tapped away on the keyboard, his gaze darkened. There was no way of restoring the surveillance
footage. All it displayed was that there was no footage available, and no records existed to indicate that anything
had been deleted.
When he told Monisha that, naturally, she did not believe it.
“That’s impossible. Somebody really did knock me unconscious at that time. No matter who it was, that person
would have to pass by these few roads. If there’s no surveillance footage, that must mean it’s been deleted,” she
insisted.
Ollie knew that Monisha would not lie. If he could not restore the footage, that would mean the other party was
even more skilled than him.
He frowned. What has been going on recently? Why have so many hackers popped up?
Turning to Monisha, he said, “I’m very sorry. The other hacker’s skills are too advanced. I’ve no way of accessing
the surveillance footage.”
Inwardly, Monisha seethed with rage as she gazed at him. He hasn’t been able to complete a single task the queen
mother has asked him to do recently. Are his skills deteriorating?
“I’m going back to report to Her Majesty.” With that, she hurried away.
When Nancy heard there was no way of getting the surveillance footage, she was thoroughly disappointed at the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhacker she had spent so much money to hire. Seriously, what’s the point of keeping him around? Now that the flash
drive is missing, I’ve got to hurry up and contact that person. We struck a deal, so he’ll probably offer his help.
Thinking of that, she made a phone call.
Over in Lightspring, a man’s expression darkened after he answered Nancy’s call. How can they be so incompetent
as to lose something that important?
“The hacker I have here can’t access the surveillance footage from tonight. Would you be able to find someone on
your end to help retrieve the footage?” Nancy asked, her expression solemn.
“I’ll get her to contact you later.” After saying that, the man ended the call. Then he sent Nancy a phone number.
After receiving the contact information, Nancy had Monisha get in touch with the person.
Monisha approached the palace gates half an hour later, accompanied by her attendants.
At that very moment, Arielle was in the apartment when her phone rang.
“Ms. Moore, we’ve decided to agree to your request after some discussion. The document will arrive at the Turlen
palace in the morning the day after tomorrow. Someone will be in touch with you then.”