Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 410

Chapter 410: Chapter 410

But Rosemary didn’t know him. His voice was unfamiliar, causing her to look at him quizzically.

"Your firewall might not hold up against the next attack. I want to give it a try."

What?

Did this guy just challenge the brand-new firewall that Alex had just established?

Were these two tech giants clashing?

The director was baffled. Should he intervene? What if this guy actually broke through the firewall and left their system open to foreign attacks?

"Don’t worry. If I break it, I’ll build you a new one."

The man’s tone was relaxed, as if navigating through a few firewalls was as simple as grabbing a burger and a soda.

"You won’t break it," Rosemary stated bluntly.

"You’re so confident. How about we make a bet?"

The man had already settled down in a seat, leaning back casually, his slender fingers dancing over the keyboard. "So, what do you say? Up for the challenge?"

Rosemary thought the man had too much free time. "It’s not a question of courage. It’s that you can’t win."

The man laughed mischievously, seemingly intrigued by her audacity. "Do you even know who I am?"

Was there a firewall he, the proclaimed top hacker of Astronisia, couldn’t crack?

Rosemary didn’t know who he was, nor did she care.

The man’s smirk deepened. "Watch closely."

His fingers quickly typed a series of codes, and the system responded promptly.

[Tik, tik, tik. Firewall under attack.]

Many hearts skipped a beat.

When Clark made his move, how many seconds could Alex’s firewall last?

Probably not even a few seconds, considering it was hastily established.

It must be as fragile as glass.

Rosemary didn’t want to waste her time with him, but seeing his blind self-confidence, she decided to stay and enjoy the show.

Soon, a minute passed.

The man’s smirk had frozen. This was taking much longer than he’d anticipated!

Another minute passed.

He hadn’t even breached the outer layer of the firewall.

The crowd’s disbelief grew.

Wasn’t this guy touted as the top hacker in Astronisia?

How come he couldn’t even break through the outer layer after two minutes?

Had they overestimated him?

Was he even the real Clark?

The third minute passed.

Rosemary turned to leave, no longer willing to waste her time.

"Wait, Miss."

The man was taken aback. He’d dominated the hacking industry for years, only to be scoffed at by a young girl!

Worse still, she didn’t even pause. She simply turned and walked away, leaving him red-faced.

Five layers of firewall, and he hadn’t broken through a single one after three minutes!

"Miss, I’m talking to you."

Seeing Rosemary continue to walk away, he turned to the director.

But the director quickly followed Rosemary—not to stop her, but rather to escort her out.

"Alex, don’t take it to heart. Clark just hasn’t met a worthy opponent in a long time."

"Who?" Rosemary was slightly surprised at the mention of the name.

"Clark."

So, the arrogant, cocky young man who was acting all high and mighty was the famous top hacker of Astronisia, Clark?

That was all he’s got?

Rosemary rolled her eyes internally—not for the first time that day.

At that moment, the director received a call and learned that Clark had finally breached the outermost firewall.

Rosemary was speechless.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she hopped into her car and sped off.

"Alex, don’t forget the business card," the director reminded as she left.

Half an Hour Later

The man was utterly humiliated. He had not expected the young girl’s firewall to be that formidable.

It took him half an hour just to breach a single layer.

Now, hundreds of people were laughing at him.

The director leisurely sipped his coffee. "Now you know there’s always someone better, right?"

"Give me her contact information."

"I’m telling you, don’t be rash." The director hastily put down his coffee, whispering, "She’s a talent that I have my eye on. You must not harm her no matter what!"

"I just want to get to know her."

The director breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I’ll ask her for you. I don’t have her contact info either."

The man gave him a disdainful look. "Once you get it, send it to me."

Rosemary returned to the church first, then drove back to Reflections Villa. By then, it was completely dark.

She called Romeo to tell him she was safe, then noticed the staff was busier than usual, which piqued her curiosity.

"Is someone coming?"

Edith smiled and said, "Ms. Rose, it’s your brother. He’s coming home for dinner."

Her brother? He’s coming back?

"Although he’s usually carefree—even more unreliable than David—he has many qualities."

Edith’s words were cut off as she was called away to help.

Rosemary watched the staff bustling around, preparing for dinner. It was clear that her brother hadn’t been home in a long time.

That was why they were making such a fuss.

At this time, Rosemary’s phone vibrated. It was a call from her subordinate.

"Boss, the security center says Clark wants your contact information."

Upon hearing Clark’s name, Rosemary immediately refused, "Don’t give it to him."

Just remembering his arrogant and carefree demeanor, Rosemary had no desire to deal with him.

"Boss, isn’t this man the founder of the hacker world, the top hacker of Astronisia? Could he be interested in you?"

"What are you talking about?"

Wasn’t he just unable to crack her firewall and wanted the answer from her?

No way!

"Boss, I heard that when Clark was 11, he hacked into the data system of a country and rifled through their entire nuclear research data. It was a huge scandal for them, but they didn’t dare to report it."

Her subordinate continued, "If Clark sold this data to any country, he could earn at least 10 million dollars. But guess what? He gave it to his own country for free. Also, in his spare time, he has used his skills to help the police track down several batches of spies. He even infiltrated the intelligence systems of enemy countries and erased all the information they had about our country."

Upon hearing this, Rosemary found him to be quite patriotic.

"So, Boss, are you sure you won’t give him your contact info? You might need to collaborate with him in the future."

"This won’t happen." Rosemary was sure she would never have to deal with such a person again. "I have something to do. Gotta go."

"Boss, I haven’t finished yet—Boss?"

Oh well. The contact info was a minor issue, but he needed money for his research project—which was a major drain.

Money was running out.

The boss just hung up too quickly.