Fake Daughter Is The Real Legend (Iris Sutton) novel Chapter 230

Then she noticed Connor slumped in his chair, looking utterly defeated.

Walking over, she tapped lightly on his desk.

“You’re good at defense. Not offense.”

Connor looked up blankly. “What?”

“To put it simply, you don’t think like a hacker.” Iris paused. “You think like a software engineer.”

Truthfully, she respected him.

Compared to their last encounter, Connor had improved tremendously.

Give him enough time, and he might actually become a worthy opponent.

She suspected his real profession involved software design or system development.

The problem was that his mindset was fundamentally different from a hacker’s.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t quite break away from that way of thinking.

“Good at defense… not offense…” Connor repeated the words.quietly.

Iris reached the doorway.

Suddenly Connor called out behind her.

“I’ll keep improving! Next time I’ll definitely beat you!”

Iris took a deep breath.

Why is this guy still going on about that?

She didn’t bother answering and walked away,

Connor moved to the computer she had been using.

For years, this nad been his habit.

He constantly reviewed recordings of Rhys’s work and analyzed every program Rhys left behind.

But after only a few seconds of examining the machine, he realized something was wrong.

“You tampered with his computer!” Connor stormed over to the ghost–face mask.

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The masked man shrugged. “Of course. The whole point of today was to make him lose to you. A few tricks don’t matter.”

“But that makes the match unfair!”

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“Connor, use your brain a little. Learn to be flexible.” The masked man sounded exasperated. “Almost

body knows what happened. As far as everyone else is concerned, you won.”

Connor shook his head. “No. I wanted a fair victory,”

His expression darkened.

“And I never asked you to interfere.”

Only then did he understand the look Iris had given earlier.

Someone that skilled had undoubtedly noticed the sabotage.

Even under those circumstances…

Even with the odds completely stacked against him…

Rhys had still won decisively.

Just how terrifying was that person?

For the first time, Connor felt that surpassing Rhys might be an impossibly distant dream.

“Don’t be discouraged.” The ghost–face mask patted him on the shoulder. “We’ve already made arrangements. You were selected by the founders of GHE themselves to become the new number one.”

His voice lowered.

“We’ll do whatever it takes to put you there.”

Connor’s eyes widened.

The masked man turned and looked toward the direction Iris had left.

“If Rhys dies, the account will be deleted automatically.”

He smiled beneath the mask.

They had prepared for both possibilities.

If Rhys won the match, then Rhys wouldn’t be allowed to leave alive.

The hacker had occupied the top position for far too long.

GHE wanted a new number one.

Someone casier to control.

And Counor was their ideal choice.

You can’t do that!” Connor shot to his feet and rushed toward the exit.

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And a beautiful one at that.

Especially one who looked like her.

The warmth disappeared from her eyes.

“We… The men were still hesitating.

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