Mr Carroll Went Crazy After Divorce

Sion walked out of the Crescent Group, quite annoyed. His phone rang the instant he got into the car.

“Mr Carroll, all the computers in the company… have been attacked by a hacker.” Matt, another assistant of Sion, cried on the phone. His voice was quite urgent, but he paused for a second when he said.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

“Hacker?” Hearing Matt’s words, Sion got more annoyed, loosened his tie, and wigged, “Call the IT department!”

Sion wondered who might attack the Carroll Group. Did the hacker act on somebody’s instigation? He thought about the rival companies of the Carroll Group but found no clues for the moment.

“Mr Carroll…You’d better come back to the company, please. And the hacker gave a call to you.” Matt seemed too embarrassed to say.

Sion hang up the phone immediately, very angry.

David watched Sion in the rear-view mirror, and asked carefully, “Mr Carroll…”

“Go back to the company, now!”

Theodore was reclining on the sofa, in his room. He was playing with his tablet computer, and muttered to himself, “Sion, douche bag! You bullied my mother, you carried off my sister. Let me teach you a lesson. I’ll make you discredited, and let all the staff in your company know you for what you are.”

Lewis came to Theodore, with a tray of fruit, and said, “Master Theodore, have some fruit.” He looked at the boy, and frowned worriedly, “It’s bad for you to play with your iPad for a long time. Just have a rest, Okay?”

Theodore had much respect for Lewis. He lifted his eyes from the iPad, and gave a lovely smile to Lewis, “Okay. I’ll take a rest soon.”

Lewis was very happy at Theodore’s cute face, “Great! Then, I put the fruit here, and you could eat it later.”

“Thanks, Lewis.” Theodore smiled sweetly, “I’ll leave you to it.”

“Alright, alright.” Lewis felt very delighted with Theodore. Then he walked downstairs, having great ease of mind.

Theodore’s face turned serious suddenly and resumed handling his iPad. Today, he would cause some trouble for Sion, who was a bad guy in Little Theodore’s eyes. He wanted to prove that he was not someone to be trifled with.

Matt felt a bit relaxed to see Sion arrive at the company.

“Mr Carroll, you’re here at last.” Things were in a mess in the company, and the staff nearly couldn’t work because of the gossip.

“What happened?” asked Sion, with an extremely grave face.

Matt was very nervous, and said embarrassedly, “Mr Carroll, please have a look.”

Sion gave a cold glance at Matt and then walked into the office quickly.

People in the office all stopped gossiping the instant they saw Sion and stood up in silence. If Sion had heard them gossiping about him personally, they might have lost their jobs.

Sion didn’t look at them, but swept his eyes over the computers, on which there was a word, rotating broadcast on the screen, “Sion, a douche bag!”

All the staff had to look at those abusive words. Sion took a few deep breaths to control his temper. Then he said in a cold tone, “What is the IT department doing? Why the problem still remains, even after such a long time?”

Matt summoned up the courage to answer, “Mr Carroll, they have strained their nerves to solve the problem. But the hacker’s attack is very sharp, and they haven’t tracked his IP address. It still requires a little while, perhaps.” He seldom turned up before Sion, but this time he must be profoundly remembered by Sion.

At the sight of them, David was quite worried about Matt.

“Mr Carroll, a phone call for you!” Sion’s secretary came near and said to Sion with a stammer.

Wearing an icy face, Sion walked to pick up the phone, “Who are you?”

“You don’t have to know who I am, and the only thing you need to know is that Sion is a douchebag.”

That was a mechanic voice over the phone. Apparently, the hacker’s voice was using a voice transformer.

Sion’s face was stern, and he asked coldly, “What do you intend to do?”

“Nothing!” The hacker said, “Sion is my foe, and he is a douchebag!”

“This is Sion.” Sion said, with suspicions arising in his mind, “You might as well come to tell me your hatred to me face to face.”

There was silence for a few seconds over the phone as if the hacker was surprised that he was talking with Sion.

“Douchebag! Douche bag…” Then the hacker shouted several times and hang up the phone immediately.

Sion closed his eyes, feeling his anger was about to break out soon. The word “Douche bag” had ever been shown on the screen at his wedding.

Were they the same thing?

In other words, the hacker and the little girl might be acquainted.

Was that little girl used by the guy behind the scene, or was she the daughter of the manipulator?

Sion frowned, lost in contemplation.