Chapter 104: Chapter 104

Quinn Lockwood rolled her eyes dramatically, realizing they were sympathizing with the employee who got fired last time. Forget it, she decided to go to the company and have a look, after all, she still owed Elias Sinclair a favor.

Dylan Quinn saw her packing and offered to give her a ride, but Quinn Lockwood declined, telling Dylan she was heading to the Sinclair Group next.

"Then take my car. I’m heading back to the hotel and won’t need it," Dylan said, placing the keys in her hand with an expression that brooked no refusal.

Quinn Lockwood had no choice but to accept. This way, she could get there faster. For some reason, seeing Elias Sinclair’s expression made her extremely anxious.

Meanwhile, Elias Sinclair was in the technical department listening to the technical director’s report on the recent incident.

"Mr. Sinclair, we’re not sure what caused our company’s network system to crash," the director said, looking distressed. He had been diligently supervising and checking the systems; there was no reason for this to happen.

"Not sure what caused it?" Elias raised an eyebrow, his cold gaze sweeping over the director and the technical staff.

"Are you telling me you don’t know the cause of such a major issue? Have I been employing a group of idlers here?" His deep voice and serious expression conveyed his current anger unmistakably.

"Mr. Sinclair, perhaps I should contact The HAC Organization immediately to handle this..." the director suggested, his tone trembling with fear.

The HAC Organization is an internationally renowned network security alliance, whose members are top hackers from around the world.

Upon hearing this, Elias narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Do you think The Black Syndicate people can just come whenever you call? Do you know how much loss is being incurred every minute?"

"Within ten minutes, do your best to handle this. Kevin, get in touch with The HAC people and offer a high fee. Be prepared for both outcomes." Though the situation was pressing, the man sat in the main seat, arranging the work of his subordinates in an orderly manner, exuding an air of dominance and arrogance.

"What’s going on that you need The HAC people to handle it?" Quinn Lockwood arrived just in time to hear this last part, but everyone seemed to ignore her except for Elias and a few others. The members of the technical department cast disdainful glances.

"Mr. Sinclair, is there an issue with the network system?" Quinn Lockwood pursued, looking at the expression of the technical staff and guessing that it was most likely a system problem; otherwise, Elias Sinclair wouldn’t be this angry.

"Yes, not sure what the cause is." He glanced at her, his tone indifferent.

Joyce Kramer inwardly chuckled, thinking Quinn Lockwood was being sentimental; now she’s caught off guard.

"Let me take a look. I know a bit about this," Quinn Lockwood stepped forward to inquire.

"Miss Lowell, do you think the company’s system is some child’s play like a game? Every minute, every second, the company is incurring significant losses," Joyce Kramer couldn’t stand Quinn Lockwood’s eagerness to show off in front of President Sinclair. Was this person really so dim-witted, not considering the circumstances?

"Then isn’t every minute of delay adding to the company’s losses?" Quinn Lockwood raised an eyebrow, her serious expression compelling one to believe in her capabilities.

"We don’t even know what’s causing it, and you’re just going to mess things up?" someone questioned.

"Okay, enough, let’s hurry up." Quinn Lockwood went to the main control computer and drove away the technician, concentrating on the operation.

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She was a model student, recipient of the national inspirational scholarship every semester, had represented the school in the National Collegiate Cyber Security Defense Competition, and even won first prize.

The technician watched Quinn Lockwood’s unconventional operation, terrified, and urgently said to Elias Sinclair, "Mr. Sinclair, Savannah Lowell is not fixing the system, she’s destroying company data!"

Upon hearing this, Elias’s expression changed. He believed Quinn Lockwood might be pretending to know, but when it came to sophisticated operations like destroying company data, she wouldn’t do that even if she could.

Ethan had already gone behind Quinn Lockwood to see what she was doing, and Elias Sinclair was also curious, not stopping her either.

He even sat at the sub-control desk beside Quinn Lockwood, watching her.

"Miss Lowell, please stop, or you’ll end up destroying the whole system. Mr. Sinclair, stop her," the employee continued accusing her.

Upon hearing this, Quinn Lockwood was both angry and amused; the accusation of destroying data was too big a charge to bear.

While operating, Quinn Lockwood was always extremely serious and focused, never getting distracted by anything. Elias Sinclair observed that her dedication didn’t seem feigned, so he didn’t stop her.

Watching her focused and graceful side face, Elias’s cold eyes gradually turned from suspicion to amazement, then to an unspeakably complex expression.

If it weren’t for the familiar face of Savannah Lowell in front of him, he would have suspected it was someone else entirely!

This absurd thought made Elias furrow his brows tightly, his expression flickering, making it hard to discern his mood.

Joyce Kramer didn’t mind watching Quinn Lockwood’s performance. If she really messed up the system, President Sinclair would never forgive her.

Ethan watched Quinn Lockwood’s seamless operation from behind, a glimmer of admiration in his eyes.

"3, 2, 1, on!" Quinn Lockwood silently counted down, and all the computer screens lit up.

"Alright, it’s really alright now." The director tried launching a program on a computer, showing everything was normal.

Elias Sinclair looked at the functioning computer in front of him and began logging into the company system for operations.

"You really have some skills." Upon seeing everything genuinely back to normal, Elias put down the mouse, his expression easing significantly.

As he finished speaking, applause and cheers erupted.

"Impressive, impressive, Miss Lowell is truly full of surprises."

"That set of programming just now is really unusual; I need to study more."

Joyce Kramer felt anxious watching this unfold. How did Quinn Lockwood manage to fix it by sheer luck? It’s hard to deal with her single-handedly.

Elias Sinclair watched the smiling woman in front of him, his gaze gradually becoming complex and inscrutable. How many more hidden talents does she have?

Is this really the same Savannah Lowell who used to be a simpleton?