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Chapter 28 – That Wolfless Yet Powerful Girl

Ethan studied her in return.

He didn’t sense a wolf’s presence in her. She was just a regular teenage girl who was not worth his time.

“I’m Tessa Sinclair.”

Tessa stood up, not intending to waste time. She got straight to the point. “You’re tracking Mr. Young’s location, aren’t you? Let me try.”

She spoke carelessly, not planning to reveal her identity as Phantom, the hacker.

Ethan frowned.

“Little girl, if you’re bored, go back to school. I’m really busy and don’t have time for games.”

Richard’s case had been a headache for a month, and he hadn’t had a full night’s sleep since. He wasn’t in the mood to entertain her.

“Captain Simpson, I said I can do it.” Tessa’s patience was running thin.

“Little girl…”

“Don’t you want to find Mr. Young? What’s the harm in letting me try?”

Ethan had assumed she was just messing around, but when he met her unwavering gaze, he hesitated.

“Follow me.”

He led her into the tech department.

As he watched the exhausted tech team scrambling around, Ethan suddenly questioned his own judgment.

Why did I bring an ordinary teenage girl here?

He was about to send her away, but something about her calm, composed demeanor stopped him.

This girl had an inexplicable aura that made people believe she could accomplish anything.

The technicians had already been busy for a month, yet no matter what they did, they couldn’t find any trace of Richard.

“Captain Simpson.” The technicians looked up when Captain Simpson arrived, gave him a brief greeting, then went back to work.

Richard’s importance was self-evident. Every extra minute meant more danger for him. They had to move fast.

“Get up.” Tessa spoke to one of the technicians.

“Little girl, go play somewhere else. I’m busy.” The technician didn’t even glance at her.

“Get up.” Ethan spoke. The technician had no choice but to stand.

“Captain Simpson, where did you find such a pretty little girl?” The technician finally looked at Tessa.

Since when did Captain Simpson mix personal matters with work? Bringing a stranger into the tech department and letting her do as she pleased?

Tessa ignored him. She sat down and started typing rapidly, entering lines of code.

The technician was stunned by what he saw. That speed and skill put her in a league of her own.

The other senior programmers were also dumbfounded. Is this girl for real? She is still wearing a high school uniform!

Ethan, who had been standing with his arms crossed, had only let her try on a whim.

But now, watching Tessa work, he couldn’t help but feel a glimmer of anticipation.

Chewing gum as she worked, Tessa broke through firewall after firewall, finally locking onto a location.

Staring at the marked area on the screen, she frowned. This was as close as she could pinpoint it.

“Captain Simpson, this is the best I can do.

The rest is out of my hands.” Tessa stood up, ready to leave.

“Are you sure this is the place?” The area was already small. Before this, they had nothing at all.

“This is as far as the trace goes.”

“Little girl, what’s your name?” The technician who had dismissed her earlier now spoke with nothing but admiration.

Everyone here was one of Navoris’s top IT tracking specialists. They had spent over a month without progress, yet this ordinary-looking girl had pinpointed Richard’s location in less than half an hour. Who the hell is she?

“I’m Tessa Sinclair.”

“Thanks for today. Once I bring Mr. Young back, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

Ethan immediately gathered his team. The trace indicated that Richard was being held in a hidden military base in Yalvaria. He had to go there immediately.

This time, he would bring Richard back.

“Ms. Sinclair, I’m Simon Davis. May I ask you a few questions?”

“Sure.”

Tessa had been about to leave, but now she sat back down.

The senior programmers, setting aside their pride, asked her several tough questions. She answered them all, and for those they still didn’t understand, she demonstrated step by step.

“Any other questions?”

“Ms. Sinclair, you’re incredible.” Simon couldn’t help but praise her.

“Not bad.” She shrugged. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.”

“Ms. Sinclair, where are you headed? I’ll give you a ride.” Simon had never truly admired anyone before. He had always considered himself one of the best. But standing before Tessa, he realized how small his skills were in comparison.

“No need. I can get back on my own.” She preferred to keep a low profile.

Tessa left, and the senior programmers still hadn’t recovered from their shock.

“I really got crushed by a high schooler today.”

Their skills were top-tier. If they weren’t, they wouldn’t be working with Ethan.

But today, they had been utterly outclassed.

“There’s always someone better out there. That girl is the real deal.”

“If only she’d join our team.” Simon sounded hopeful.

“The girl is just a high schooler!” Too many people wanted someone like her, and there was no way they could compete.

“We have Captain Simpson! Why not let Captain Simpson win the girl over? That works too!” Simon thought his idea was brilliant.

“Even though Tessa doesn’t have a wolf, her exceptional IT skills alone make her a great match for Captain Simpson. For the sake of strengthening our team, Captain Simpson should take the initiative!”

The others fell silent.

“But Tessa is too young!” Ethan was indeed impressive. He had become the head detective of Navoris at just 28 years old.

But he was a full 11 years older than that girl!

Simon’s idea was absolutely insane.

“It’s not impossible, though.” As long as Ethan wanted it, nothing was impossible.

Tessa had no clue what they were plotting. Once she finished her task, she took a cab back to school.

That evening, she arrived at class right on time.


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