Warren was so troubled that he tugged at his hair again and pulled out a few more strands.
In the room next door.
Yvonne listened to the voices coming from the monitoring device. She had hacked into Warren's phone and was eavesdropping on his conversation.
When she heard the other party say that they couldn't find the bug and so couldn't pinpoint the cause either, the corners of her lips curled into a smile.
Of course, they wouldn't be able to find the cause.
Because it was her newly created virus. She had planted the virus when she was repairing the game server earlier that day. She was the only one who could resolve the virus.
She went through her skincare routine leisurely, opening a bottle of expensive body lotion and spreading it carefully on herself.
Even a wealthy young lady's skin required meticulous care.