The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 810

Chapter 810 Half an hour later.

Arabella had just returned to Reflections Villa when she received an unexpected phone call.

"Boss, the folks from Solterra Cybersecurity Center want you to swing by."

"Something up?"

Arabella's mind was filled with question marks at the news.

The entire cybersecurity center boasted hundreds of computer wizards, yet they couldn't fend off the attacker?

Was the attacker that powerful?

"They want you to head over now. They said a car will pick you up and take you to the center; reported her subordinate. "I didn't want to expose your identity, so I arranged for them to pick you up at the church in the suburbs."

"Alright."

This time, Arabella didn't inquire about the payment, as personal gain seemed insignificant compared to the nation's affairs at hand.

Shortly after, Arabella arrived at the cybersecurity center's building, escorted by a private vehicle. This was her first time visiting such a place.

Upon hearing of her arrival, the director hurriedly greeted her, “Alex, we've been waiting for you. Our last line of defense is about to fall.

Please, come with me."

In the main hall, hundreds of security personnel sat in front of computers, desperately fending off the attacker's onslaught.

A massive electronic screen displayed the real-time progress of the situation.

The sounds of fervent keyboard typing echoed in the air.

Arabella was speechless.

"Alex, this is your workstation. Thank you for your efforts,’ said the director, who then returned to his office to call another expert.

[Firewall Level One successfully repaired.]

Not only the director and the man on the couch, but even the hundreds of computer wizards outside were all looking at Arabella in disbelief.

Arabella's slender fingers danced across the keyboard, inputting a series of codes.

Soon, the massive electronic screen once again chimed in.

[Beep beep beep, Firewall Level Two successfully repaired.]

Everyone was so shocked their jaws nearly dropped.

[Beep beep beep, Firewall Level Three successfully repaired.]

Arabella's movements were quick, as natural as if she were simply typing in a chat. Her expression didn't change much. She just kept her eyes on the computer screen. Soon, the system chimed in again, signaling that the fourth and fifth-level firewalls had been successfully repaired.

Everyone had stopped what they were doing, staring in disbelief at this teenager. Who was she? How did she manage to repair all five firewalls in such a short amount of time?