An ounce of familial love.

The door to the CEO's office slammed open, the sound echoing through the tense air. Liam rushed in his face pale, his breath ragged from the frantic pace he'd set to reach the top floor. He was visibly panicked, his hands trembling as he held his tablet in front of him, desperately showing the data.

"Mr. Harper," he stammered, trying to steady his voice but failing, "our system has crashed again!" His words hung in the air for a moment, thick with dread. "And... the same message is on every screen. Loser." His voice faltered, the last word barely escaping his lips as if the very utterance of it had the power to break his resolve.

Sebastian's expression remained calm, unreadable, as Liam relayed the update.

"Have you found the IP address?" he asked, his voice steady, carrying an undercurrent of authority.

Liam swallowed hard, shaking his head. "No, not yet. Our hackers are onto it, but the other side... they seem to be toying with us, sir."