Chapter 21
Chapter 21 Who Touched My Computer?
South nodded his head and eximed, “It hurts!” Cam was baffled, “Why on earth did you give him my
phone?” she berated.
He inquired, “Didn’t you want to, Mommy?”
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She stared straight at him without batting an eye and asserted, “You did that on purpose!” “Why don’t you
want to be friends with him, Mommy?” With a straight face, she said, “Because we’re not close.” His
brows furrowed tightly together. “Haven’t you met him several times before?” She said in a stern voice,
“That doesn’t automatically make us friends.” “But he even helped you earlier.” “I could’ve dealt with it
myself even if he hadn’t been there.”
Stubbornly, he pressed, “You said we have to thank people who help us. You’re being a little ungrateful
right now.”
“How am I being ungrateful? Didn’t I invite him in for tea? I gave him fruits too.” South was speechless.
L did not get much sleepst night. The thought of Miles going around defending Cam made her
blood boil. When she woke up early in the morning, the room was still empty. She became even more
furious. Who would have thought that he would stay out overnight? But she did not want to call him.
Their rtionship had long since sumbed to the seven-year itch. If it were not because the Ryan
Family was beneficial to the Brooklyn Family’s business, she would have divorced him a long time ago.
Getting up, she tidied herself a bit then went off to her studio. As soon as she entered, her female
assistant, Sarah Wheeler, greeted, “Miss L.” L returned her greeting with a murmur then asked,
“How were things yesterday?” Sarah shook her head. “There wasn’t a single person.” L stopped in her
tracks. “Didn’t the C-list celebrity fromst time show interest in one of our dresses? Did she note
over?” “I gave her a call, but she already booked one at a different store. She said our dresses are
overpriced and there’s no originality in our designs. She went on about a lot of other things too.” L
snorted. “She’s merely a C-list celebrity and she wants to look down on our
designs? Just wait until I get a rank on the uing major contest. What can they say then?” She
opened her fashion studio two years ago, but it never took off. She figured that it was due to theck of
recognition from a public icon. Therefore, she decided topete in the uing 2019 entric
Fashion design contest. The final judge for this major contest was rumored to be the world-renowned
fashion designer, Angel. If L managed to gain her approval, then she would ultimately rise to stardom.
The poprity of her studio would also follow suit. Nowadays, few people looked at designs; most
people cared more about poprity. Sarah echoed, “Yes, they will be kicking themselves when the time
comes. Oh, right! Miss L, how is the piece for the contesting along? There are only a few more
days left before the closing date.” L answered nonchntly, “It’s almost done. I’ll polish it up a bit more
today.” In fact, she had alreadypleted the first draft. She just felt like it was missing something so
she kept fixing bits and pieces here and there. Going into her office, L turned on herputer and
entered her password. After she logged in, she looked for the folder where her design was saved only to
realize that it was gone. Her eyes widened. She logged out and logged back in, only for the file to remain
missing. Then, she went online to look for it in the cloud, but it was not there either. Flustered, she
shrieked at the door, “Sarah! Sarah!”
Sarah came running in. “What’s wrong, Miss L?”
With one hand, L pushed over a pile of documents. “Who touched myputer?”
Sarah started backing out in fear. “I didn’t touch it, Miss L. Don’t you have a password on your
computer? Who could’ve gone in?” L was also dumbfounded because of that. She set up several
different passwords on herputer. How did everything disappear overnight?