Chapter 14: Village Girl Hacking

Inside the office, a thirty-year-old woman clad in designer clothes exuded an aura of luxury.

Beside her stood a five-year-old boy, his head tilted back as he sneered at the small boy cowering in the corner, his lips curled in a wicked smile, brazenness personified.

Opposite the affluent woman were the kindergarten principal and the responsible teacher.

"Zackary!" Jennie, spotting the boy in the corner, rushed over, tears welling up in her eyes, "My God! What happened to you? Why is your nose still bleeding?"

As she spoke, she hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe Zackary's nosebleed.

Tina's gaze shifted to Zackary, her cool phoenix eyes narrowing slightly, a chill emanating from her presence.

Children fighting?

Hmm~ Zackary's face and eyes were swollen, and he still had a nosebleed. Is this children fighting?

Hugo's face flushed with anger upon seeing Zackary in this condition. Turning to the principal and teacher, he asked coldly, "My child has been beaten like this, and you all do nothing?"

The principal sighed, "Ah, Mr. Reed, it's not our fault. We don't know what happened. Zackary suddenly started hitting Mel, and when we arrived, he was holding a knife."

The principal glanced at Hugo and continued, "This is a serious matter; we could only notify the parents. Mel's parents arrived before you and insisted that we give them an explanation. We've been dealing with this..."

"It wasn't me," Zackary, nestled in Jennie's arms, explained in a small voice.

Probably too scared, he hid in Jennie's embrace, his tiny body trembling.

Hugo felt a pang of discomfort. Elizabeth didn't like him, and by extension, she didn't like Zackary either.

Since he was little, Zackary had been bullied in the Reed family, which led him to become timid and cowardly, even introverted and reluctant to speak.

With today's events, he might become even more unwilling to talk in the future.

Thinking of this, Hugo looked up, nearly grinding his teeth, "I know my own child; he would never start a fight. Even if he did today, and he was wrong, he's hurt, his nose is still bleeding. Can't you see that? Couldn't you get a doctor to look at him first? Solve this after we arrive?"

Before the principal could reply, the wealthy woman burst out angrily, "What kind of attitude is that? Your son hit mine, and instead of apologizing, you blame others? I tell you, if anything happens to my son, I won't let you off!"

After her tirade, she glared at Zackary with resentment, "Even little kids know to use knives. When he grows up, is he going to kill everyone he dislikes? It would be better if such a child were drowned in a toilet."

Jennie, who had been comforting the emotionally unstable Zackary, couldn't hold back her anger upon hearing the wealthy woman's words, "You are simply too malicious! The truth of the matter is not yet clear, and you have already condemned my son! Do you know how much psychological shadow you can cast on my son by saying this?"

"I don't care about all that," the wealthy woman said haughtily. "In any case, your son hit mine, and he must compensate. He must also be expelled from kindergarten, or else I will report this to the media and let everyone see the kind of son you've raised."

"You!" Jennie was beyond furious.

Hugo clenched his fists, his face full of anger, but he was speechless.

The other party insisted Zackary was the aggressor, and they couldn't argue against it.

Tina, who had been quiet, now lifted her gaze slightly, her enchanting eyes sweeping over the principal and the wealthy woman, her lips parting slightly with a hint of coolness in her voice, "You say he hit someone. Where's the evidence?"

Her hands tucked in her pockets, her demeanor casual, a lock of hair falling across her forehead in a devil-may-care manner.

Hugo snapped back to reality at her words, "Right! I remember the school has surveillance. I want to check the footage."

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the wealthy woman and the principal flashed with discomfort. "The surveillance has been broken since last week."

Their expressions did not escape Tina's notice.

Her eyes grew colder.

Hugo stiffened, broken?

What a coincidence?

Tina's lips curled slightly, her eyes bright with an alluring smile, "Broken? Perfectly fine, I can fix it!"

The color drained from the faces of both the wealthy woman and the principal as they felt a wave of unease.

Hugo and Jennie were also shocked.

She hadn't received much education, hadshe?

Tina caught the principal and the wealthy woman's expressions and turned to inquire of Hugo, "Mr. Reed, do you know where their surveillance room is?"

Hugo, still not quite over her claim of being able to fix the surveillance, nodded dumbly, "I know."

"Take me there," Tina said, and then she headed for the door.

The principal and the wealthy woman were taken aback.

The wealthy woman was the first to run over, blocking Tina's path, "No way! The surveillance is already broken, who knows if you'll tamper with it? Frame my son?"

The principal echoed, "Our surveillance room is off-limits to outsiders."

Tina's gaze dropped, her expression calm on her delicate, porcelain face, "So, you want to call the police?"

The principal was caught off-guard, how could they let the police come?

If the police came, it would be her last day as a principal.

At that moment, the teacher pulled the principal aside and whispered, "Miss Walker, just let her go. The footage has already been deleted, she's just trying to scare us."

After a moment of contemplation, the principal turned to Tina, "Then I will take you there."

Minutes later.

The principal led Tina and the others to the surveillance room.

Tina did not waste words with them; she simply had the security guard get up and took his place.

She first searched for the day's surveillance footage. The entire day's footage was there, except for the half hour prior, which had disappeared.

She turned her head, giving the principal a sidelong glance, speaking coolly, "Is this what you call a broken surveillance system?"

The principal's face turned red, and she offered an uneasy explanation, "The security said it was broken, I was too busy, I didn't know if it was fixed."

Tina ignored her, her slim, pale fingers moving rapidly over the computer keyboard.

Her speed was so fast that no one could see exactly what she was doing.

Hugo and Jennie were so astonished that their jaws nearly dropped.

Who would have thought Tina was so skilled with computers?

Her speed was even better than their company's IT engineers.

And the principal, wealthy woman, and teacher beside them turned ashen-faced.

My God!

She really knows her way around computers!

If she restored that segment of the footage, they were finished.

With this thought, the wealthy woman immediately spoke up, "What are you trying to do? You haven't apologized yet, wasting my time? I warn you, I will..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw the surveillance footage on the computer screen, her mouth hanging open, speechless.

Tina turned her head, her dark pupils fixed on her, her voice colder than frost, "What were you saying?"