𝑭𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹
The opulent penthouse suite overlooking the Seine shimmered with the cold light of multiple screens. Davikah Hoorne, her face a mask of icy composure, paced before a holographic projection of Hoorne Limited's complex financial web. Around her, a circle of grim-faced agents hunched over their own terminals, the air thick with the tension of a brewing storm.
"He left," Davikah stated, her voice low and dangerous. "Engfa is gone. He knows something."
A tall, imposing man with close-cropped hair, known only as "Silas," spoke, his voice a gravelly rasp. "His son, Snack, is a formidable opponent. We underestimated his capabilities."
"Underestimated?" Davikah scoffed, her eyes flashing. "We underestimated nothing. We simply didn't anticipate his access. His investigation is a threat, but it's not the real danger. It's a distraction."
Another agent, a slender woman named Anya, chimed in. "We've detected unusual activity on our offshore servers. Attempts to trace the transactions are being blocked by a sophisticated firewall."
"Snack," Davikah murmured, her gaze fixed on the holographic projection. "He's good. But he's not the architect. He's just a pawn in a larger game."
Silas leaned forward. "Our primary concern remains the website. If Engfa exposes our dark transactions, the entire empire crumbles. We need to bolster our defenses, immediately."
"Anya, update the firewall. Implement multi-layered encryption. Leave no stone unturned. I want an impenetrable fortress," Davikah commanded.
Anya nodded, her fingers flying across the keyboard. "Already in progress, Madam. We're also deploying counter-surveillance measures to identify any potential leaks within our network."
Davikah turned to another agent, a wiry man named Kai. "Kai, what's the status on the off-shore accounts?"
"We're moving assets," Kai replied, his voice tight. "The process is slow, but we're making progress. We're also initiating a series of complex transactions to obscure the trail."
"Speed it up," Davikah snapped. "Every second counts. Engfa might be gone, but his reach extends further than we realize. He has allies. We need to anticipate his next move and neutralize it before he can act."
The meeting continued late into the night, a flurry of orders, updates, and countermeasures. Davikah, her resolve unwavering, orchestrated a defensive strategy, preparing for a battle that had just begun. The fight for control of Hoorne'𝚜 Limited, and the secrets it concealed, was far from over. The siege had begun.
MANILA, PHILIPPINES:
SECRET Underground Office of WARAHA HOME
"They're moving assets," Snack said, his voice low, barely a whisper. "Offshore accounts, complex transactions designed to bury the trail. They’re panicking."
Keyboard clicking, programs running in a wide screen. Only the keyboard and soft hum of Snack are echoing.
"If you think I am a distraction, you are wrong." Snack once again pull her secret ability.
BANGKOK, Thailand
HOORNE'S LIMITED HQ
"Madam, I think there is someone is helping Engfa's Son!" Anya panicked afraid to be shouted.
"Damn it! Do everything you can. I never paid you large amount of money without giving me good outcome." Davikah get her cigarette still on anger.
"Yes madam! We are putting everything. Do not worry we will do our best as we can." Silas give assurance to their boss.
"I'm going HOME. You, all of you, you will give me good result or I will fire you all as soon as the sun risen. You understand?"
The agents were busy clicking and monitoring their boss's secret transaction afraid to make a mistake. No one blink an eye and never sleep until they don't give another good information to their boss.
MANILA, PHILIPPINES
"That's right! Panick all you can. This is what you've done barking on the wrong tree bitches." Snack smirking. "This is what you got messing with my father and getting my mom."
"Phi! What are you doing here?" Chris asked.
"I should be the one asking you that Young man. What are you doing here?"
"May be helping you?" Chris the most heartless son of Waraha.
"Show me what you've got, man! Let me see. And let your Phi proud." Snack challenge her brother.
Chris the ever heartless son smirk. Snack on the other hand, flash a very dangerous smile that only Chris know.
"I will show you want I can. Not even their boss can compete the real heartless son of Engfa Waraha." Snack smack her brother's head and began to observe Chris.
She observe what her brother will do. Only clicking the keyboard and their breathing can be heard.
"Damn it! Each of you will no longer work in HOORNE'S LIMITED. Even before the sun rises. You'll be fired for your recklessness." Chris whispered.
While snack is amuse for her brother's ability.
"Wooh! Man! You, you will. Do you think, dad will approve this?" Snack questioned.
Chris sits hunched over his keyboard in a dimly lit room, the glow of multiple monitors illuminating his determined face. He's surrounded by stacks of printouts, cryptic notes, and empty energy drink cans. He's not directly hacking into Hoorne Limited's systems; instead, he's meticulously crafting an anonymous leak. He's identified a specific vulnerability, a backdoor, and is carefully feeding information to a trusted journalist, using encrypted channels and layers of anonymization. The scene focuses on the tension and meticulous planning, the quiet intensity of his actions, rather than flashy hacking sequences. The focus is on his strategic thinking and careful execution to avoid detection.
"Phi, trust me. Dad will like this. No one in this family will back down. Mom is on the line." Chris never hesitate to do everything for their mother.
"I trust your instinct. How many minutes to go?"
"5 mins Max. We will show the world, what they are hiding." Chris always one step ahead.
"Okay. Then will go back upstairs. We will sleep and see if the news will scattered all around the whole Thailand."
"Oh phi! You will see how heartless I can be." Chris always proud of his achievement.
"Right but you are always warm with me and to the rest of us. Only be heartless to those people who never do good. Okay? Don't let anger eat you. Remember, we are one."
"Of course phi. I will always remember that."
"Good! Let's go and let them panick. I know we will be celebrating soon enough."
Snack place her arms on her brother's shoulder and head back to their rooms.
"Baby, where have you been?" Pailiu ask confuse.
"At the office. Me and Chris work on it already. Just making sure everything is under control. Let's get back to sleep." Snack kiss her girlfriend's forehead.
"Okay baby. Good night love. I love you."
"I love you too, Tee rak!" Snack carefully lay beside her girlfriend and drifted back to sleep.
Excited to what comes the next day.
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BEHIND US
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