I'm The Fake Heiress? Time To Reveal My 100 Identities! Novel - Chapter 46

Chapter 46 Flushing Out the Rats Westin's face turned deathly pale. "Then... then Project Genesis... If it self-destructed, Project Genesis would suffer massive damage! *7%0 Finished "What? You knew that program would self-destruct, and you still tried to breach it? Can't you just wait and let the professionals handle it?" Archie seemed to have nally found an excuse to criticize Helen. "I said you don't understand anything. You're completely reckless! "You're the professional, yet you couldn't even detect it was a trap." Helen's fingers hammered the keyboard, producing crisp keyboard sounds.

Being called out like this by a young girl in front of all his colleagues, Archie's face turned red with rage. "So what if you detected the trap? You can't crack that kind of program at all! You're very likely to cause Project Genesis to be destroyed!" "Just because you can't doesn't mean I can't." Helen lifted her eyes, her gaze cool. "If you can't help, then get lost. Don't waste time." "You!" Archie was so angry he was gritting his teeth. Furious to the point of laughing, he said, "Fine! I want to see just how capable you really are! I'm not going to stick around for your mess.

If anything happens to Project Genesis, it's all on you people!" With that, Archie ripped off his white laboratory coat with a sharp motion, threw it on the ground, swiped his access card, and walked out of the control room. "The annoying ass is gone. Let's continue." Helen's expression didn't change in the slightest as she looked down at the screen. Westin was deeply worried. "Can this program really be cracked?" "Don't worry." The smile on Helen's lips deepened, growing colder.

"Very coincidentally, what I'm best at is flushing out little rats." A hint of interest flickered in her cool eyes. As her fingertips danced, she issued commands. "Teams 1, 3, and 5, I'll open a pathway. You're responsible for cutting off all external connection channels at the core stage!" Her fingers typed away as massive data networks spread across the main screen. "Teams 2, 6, and 10, activate the cleaning program immediately." She'd already deployed the framework night. The rest was up to them.

After delegating everything, Helen's fingers moved to pill up another interface, her cool eyes becoming sharp and focused, She curved her lips, her gaze piercing. "Tracking team, ollow me," Some people still didn't know Helen was the one who'd made the emergency repairs last night. They just felt this young lady was far too young to inspire any confidence in her professional abilities.