Chapter 539


    Chapter 539


    Cynthia felt a twinge of pity for Zayn Of all the people to antagonize, he had to choose the Captain.


    Matthew made no move to step away from Cynthia. He opened his contact list and dialed a young


    coach’s number right there in the study.


    “Ladies and gentlemen, Zayn’s raucousughter is now on air. Did you enjoy the custom tune I had set


    for you?” he gloated.


    Matthew had activated the speaker. “Enjoying yourself, aren’t you?”


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    “Why, you could always beg me over a nice meal, apologize sincerely, and admit your mistake. Then I


    might have someone restore your phone to its former glory. Otherwise, consider your phone a goner.”


    Matthew kept silent, waiting for Zayn to finish his grandstanding.


    “Just a friendly reminder, this virus isn’t going anywhere, not even if you reset your phone,” Zayn was


    still gloating. In his mind, Matthew had probably removed the SIM card and ced it in a different


    phone to call him. The possibility that someone could actually fix it never urred to him.


    Matthew asked him, “Where are you right now?”


    “Brick Road. What’s up? Wannae hit me? Too bad, I’m on my way home. You won’t catch me!”


    Zayn’s voice was all mirth


    andughter.


    “Hitam.”


    Matthew ended the call. After estimating the time, he instructed Cynthia, “Embed it at six. Besides the


    earlier sentence, add’ Too bad, you won’t catch me, Muahahahaha’.”


    “Is he the paragliding coach we met today?” Cynthia recognized the voice as being somewhat familiar.


    “Yeah,” Matthew confirmed.


    “You told me you’d only known him two days longer than me,” Cynthia pointed out his lie


    Matthew responded nonchntly, “Well, I didn’t want to know him anyways.”


    Cynthia was silent for a moment. It was quite clear from their conversation that Matthew and Zayn had


    a long-standing friendship, possibly dating back to their childhood days.


    I am to imnt the phrase ‘Man,e beat me up, too bad, you can’t catch me, haha’ five times?” she


    rified while officially modifying the software.


    “Right, and make sure it mirrors his obnoxious tone,” Matthew affirmed.


    Cynthia’s fingers danced over the keyboard. In no time, she had imnted the virus into Zayn’s mobile


    phone; however, it would only activate at six o’clock.


    After her work was done, Matiliew responded to a group message, signifying all was set.


    At six o’clock that evening, Zayn was seated at his family dinner table. Just as he picked up his bowl,


    his phone began to vibrate. He pulled it from his pocket, thinking it was a call, only to have a taunting


    voice erupt from his device.


    “Mom,e beat me up. Too bad, you can’t reach me, haha!”


    The moment this voice red out, the couple at the table immediately fixed their gaze on him, emitting


    a chilling aura. Zayn’s spine froze as he knew he was in trouble. “Mom, I can exin…”


    Before he could finish his sentence, the phrase red out from his phone again. “Mom,e beat me


    up. Too bad, you can’t reach me, haha!”


    “I’ll show you whether I can catch you or not,” his mom thundered as she picked up a feather duster,


    striding toward him. menacingly.


    Frantically, Zayn pressed the power-off button, but to no avail.


    “Mom!!


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