Dominic West? The name triggered a vague memory, but Mira couldn't quite place it at the moment.
"If you're willing to lead our team, the compensation is highly negotiable," Mira offered.
Owen frowned. "Mira, if you don't even know him, why do you trust him so much?"
"I don't know him personally, but I know his skills. Out of everyone I've ever heard of, his computer skills are completely unmatched.
Plus, he's a good person with strong character."
In her past life, the man who had secretly guided her when she was at her absolute lowest couldn't possibly be a bad person.
"Oh? Dominic West, you're a saint now? Why am I just hearing about this?"
Owen laughed, shooting Dominic a look.
"Because you're blind. I've always been a saint."
Dominic turned his head, replying smugly.
"Come on, let's exchange numbers."
He had finally met a girl who truly appreciated his genius, and he wasn't about to let the opportunity slip.
Owen glared at him, leaning in close to Dominic's ear. "Don't you dare hit on my junior."
"What, do you have feelings for her?"
"Who said I have feelings for Mira? She's basically a kid. She's still in high school."
"No, honestly, I feel like you treat her like you're her older brother, or even her dad.
Have you not realized that?"
"Maybe it's because we have so much in common.
We both severed ties with our families, we're both our mentor's top students, and frankly, we're both wildly exceptional."
"Modest as always."
Mira was entirely oblivious to the two men bickering. All she cared about was that she had finally met her mysterious benefactor from her past life.
If she ever ran into high-level hacking roadblocks, she now had the ultimate expert to consult.
Checking the time, Mira decided to head back to the hotel. It was close to the testing center, and she had another brutal day of exams tomorrow.
When she and Silas Vane had arrived earlier, they had taken a cab.
As Mira prepared to leave, Dominic spoke up. "Mira, I'm heading out anyway. I can give you a ride."
Since she was only staying in Aethelgard for two days, she hadn't bothered asking Mr. Grant for a car. Catching a free ride sounded perfect.
"Since you don't know, it's probably best you keep it that way."
"My senior won't tell me, and you won't tell me?
You're not running some kind of illegal underground empire, are you?"
In the passenger seat, Silas's mouth twitched.
"Hahaha! If I was running an illegal empire, would you still have the guts to get in my car?"
"I'm confident in my abilities. Even if you were a bad guy, we wouldn't be scared of you."
"Relax. I operate strictly above board."
"Dominic, when are you usually free?
I might need to ask for your advice on a few things."
"What kind of advice?"
"Computer stuff."
Mira instinctively glanced around the sleek interior. "Like... hacking."

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