Meet My Protective Brothers Chapter 983

Timothy fell into silence as he recalled the events of four years ago.

Caleb lifted his head and said, "Honestly, I believe you had no other option back then."

Timothy placed the glass on the table and asserted, "Ultimately, it is my responsibility."

"Then what are you planning to do?"

"I don't have any specific ideas yet, but I'll definitely make it up to Mia and the children, no matter what."

Timothy glanced at his watch and exclaimed, "Hold on a moment, is there another international conference going on?"

The secretary nodded and replied, "Indeed, Mr. Barrett. But you look quite tired now. Perhaps it would be wise to postpone the meeting until tomorrow. You really need to rest."

"There is no need for a postponement. Start the meeting now."

The secretary hesitated for a moment and glanced at Caleb who was sitting beside Timothy, silently urging him to assist in convincing Timothy not to rush into work. Caleb let out a sigh and discreetly shook his head.

In fact, he empathized with Timothy's state of mind. Taking a break would only lead him to dwell on events from that fateful year. Perhaps throwing himself into work would provide some respite after all.

Soon, Timothy sat at his desk and turned on the laptop. He was ready for the meeting. But at the start of the meeting, he realized that there was no audio in the video call.

The secretary standing next to him was visibly distressed, as perspiration trickled down his forehead. "I'll promptly arrange for someone to fix it. Please bear with me for a moment."

Shortly thereafter, not only did the sound of the video call fade away, but the screens of the online participants started going dark one by one. Simultaneously, a clown wearing a mask made an appearance.

Timothy stared at the clown masks on the computer screen and pondered whether someone has hacked into the computer system. Could it be someone from the Lane family?

The secretary stepped aside, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "I've already requested assistance from the technical department to address this issue, and it will be resolved shortly."

Timothy glanced at the clown portraits on the screen, and suddenly one of the clowns displayed a mocking expression. Then, a sentence challenging Timothy appeared on the screen. "Catch me if you can."

Upon reading this sentence, Timothy's expression darkened. In the next moment, he placed his hands on the keyboard, his slender fingers dancing across the keys, as a series of codes swiftly appeared on the screen.

Caleb came over, glanced at the screen, and said, "Tim, your laptop has been attacked by a hacker. Could it be someone from the Lane family? I've heard that Nathan, the second eldest son of the Lane family, is a master hacker."

After all, the Lane family had already sent a killer, so it was not surprising that they would now send a hacker.

"I don't think so. The Lane family is not that childish."

If Nathan were to truly take action, he would likely launch a direct attack on his system, rendering all the work systems he used useless and paralyzed. There was no chance he would consider wearing his clown mask as a means to provoke him in such a way.

Therefore, the individual who hacked the computer system this time could not have been Nathan. This familiar and childish provocation made him feel strangely nostalgic.

Timothy promptly established a firewall and initiated counter-tracking. Nevertheless, the opposing party's attack was significantly more potent than before, and his firewall was soon breached. Yet, there was no way to break through his firewall just yet.

Caleb glanced at the laptop screen. "This hacker is quite powerful. He can match your skills."

Timothy was surprised too. "Indeed, he has made significant improvements since the last time we've met."