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“So… what do you guys think?” Zhane eagerly looked at the three men seating opposite him. “I told you your handsome façade wouldn’t take Princess’s heart.” He smugly said while puffing his chest, seemingly proud.
Fin chuckled and slightly shook his head. “Honestly, I thought that she will be the one begging to help us out.” He gazed at Cain, “considering we brought Cain here.”
Clyde grinned and looked at Cain, seemingly pleased. “I guess not all girls will be taken by your charms.”
They stared at Cain, waiting for him to speak, but the latter just continued busying himself with his laptop – concentrating. Not even glancing at them.
“What are you doing? You’ve been typing nonstop even before Leanna left,” Fin asked curiously.
Clyde tilted his head to peek at his friend’s laptop. “That’s rare. Are you hacking someone? Usually, you let Zhane handle it.” He paused, waiting for Cain to explain himself.
When Cain remained silent, still focusing on his laptop, Clyde asked again.
“Who are you hacking?”
“Pft!!! *cough…. *cough…. *cough....” Zhane spat out his tea.
It was a good thing that Fin remained leaning on the sofa, so he wasn’t inflicted by droplets of flying tea water.
After much difficulty of stabilizing himself, Zhane looked at Cain with red, teary bulging eyes, his boyish handsome face distorted.
He quickly checked his phone and watch. Sure enough, it was black and not working. That was why he wasn’t alerted.
Zhane was about to lash out at Cain, but realizing that time was of the essence, he quickly grabbed his laptop from his backpack and began to type as if his life depended on it.
“Cain, you better not think for a moment that you can easily hack my–!”
Zhane didn’t finish his sentence when his laptop screen blackened.
Cain leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, closed his eyes and smirked. “Don’t forget who it was that taught you hacking in the first place.” He checked his phone, and when he saw that everything he needed was copied, he smiled and shut down his laptop.
Zhane immediately did a damage control when his laptop screen returned to normal. He checked whose account was copied. After that, his face darkened.
He gaped at Cain. His face, unreadable.
“Y-you! You!… You copied Princess’s information?!”
Zhane couldn’t believe that Cain would hack his account just to copy a girl’s information.
Clyde and Fin glanced at each other before gawking at the cold shameless man. Their face held many emotions. Their mouth opened and closed.
Their friend who was labeled as asexual and avoided women like a disease just did a shameful thing just to copy a girl’s information?
Now they believe that the sun would rise in the west.
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