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    If they wanted it to work, they’d have toe back to her.


    Sure enough, an hourter, Marc’s brown dress shoes stopped in front of her.


    “You win,” he said, exasperated. “Even Niki couldn’t get the system to sync.”


    Ste smirked. “Told you. My tech? Only I can make it work.”


    Back when she handed over the patent, Ste had trusted Marcpletely—enough to leave the code unlocked, free for his team to optimize however they wanted.


    But now? If she wasn’t the one behind the wheel, the system wouldn’t budge.


    With no other option, Marc let her back in.


    But not without backup—Niki stood beside her like a watchdog, ready to step in at the first sign of trouble.


    Ste didn’t even blink.


    She sat at Marc’s main terminal and started typing, line after line ofplex code rolling across the screen.


    Marc could only catch snippets. Most of it flew over his head. But he didn’t miss the look of admiration slowly growing on Niki’s face.


    Ten minutester, Ste finished the sync code. But instead of running it, she turned to Marc and said casually, “You press it yourself.”


    Marc’s brow furrowed. “What are you plotting now?”


    Ste gave azy shrug. “Nothing. I just don’t want you ming me when something goes wrong. If I press that button, you’ll probably turn around and say it was all my fault. If you’re not gonna press it, I’ll just unplug my USB and leave.”


    She made a move to stand, and Marc, caught off guard, quickly said, “Sit down. I’ll press it myself!”


    He shot a nce at Niki. “Niki, the program she wrote—any issues?”


    Niki gave a shake of his head. “I checked every detail. It’s clean.”<fn4549> Official source is findnovel</fn4549>


    With that confirmation, Marc finally rxed a bit.


    But just as he reached for the keyboard, Ste whipped out her phone and started recording him.


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    Marc hesitated for half a second. Then his finger hit the Enter key. The lights went out. The whole Walsh Group was instantly plunged into darkness.


    Marc froze, eyes wide. “Stel… why’d the power just go out?”


    Ste slid her phone back into her pocket, stood up slowly, and pped her hands. “Gotta hand it to you—you’re pretty cautious. But I still win.”


    Marc stared at her, unease crawling up his spine. “What the hell do you mean?”


    “It’s simple,” Ste said, her tone casual. “The wholepany’s without power now. If you try to reboot in a panic, you’ll wipe everything—every bit of Walsh Group’s data—clean. You want to try and see?”


    Marc stood there, stunned. His pulse spiked. Thepany’s database held everything—confidential projects, legal documents, records from years back. If that all disappeared, it’d be catastrophic.


    “What do you want?” he asked.


    He red at her before turning to Niki, eyes shing. “Didn’t you say everything was fine?!”


    Niki looked just as shocked. His brows furrowed. “There really weren’t any issues when I checked. If you don’t believe me, that’s your call.”


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