<strong>Chapter 202 Will You Marry Him</strong>


    For the first time in history, Nathaniel’s ount had been hacked.


    Mason was stunned, having never expected to receive such a call in the early hours of the morning.


    “Have you identified the hacker?” Nathaniel asked. He was momentarily taken aback but quickly regained hisposure.


    “Not yet.” Mason paused before saying, “The incident came out of nowhere, and we didn’t have any precautions in ce. By the time we realized the ount was hacked, the money was already gone.”


    Oddly enough, the hacker took just over seven billion from Nathaniel’s ount.This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    Moreover, given their audacity and skill, they could have easily targeted a bank directly. Instead, they chose to focus solely on Nathaniel’s personal ount. It was clear that the hacker had a specific interest in him.


    “I’m giving you a day to look into this.” Nathaniel abruptly ended the call.


    Hacking into someone’s ount wasn’t the hard part; the real challenge was transferring the money out.


    Though the funds in Nathaniel’s ount had disappeared into a string of numbers, it didn’t necessarily mean the money had been sessfully transferred.


    Even if it was truly gone, for Nathaniel, it was merely a drop in the bucket.


    Meanwhile, Vivian had woken up early, ready to take Jonathan to kindergarten. But when she opened his door, she found him still asleep. “What’s wrong with this boy?”


    Usually, Jonathan didn’t need anyone to wake him for school; he always got up on time.


    Vivian took a few steps forward, observing that he was sound asleep. Unable to bear waking him, she gently pinched his rosy little cheeks. “Oh, well. I guess I can let you bete for school just this once.”


    Jonathan had spent considerable effort the previous night–trying to infiltrate Nathaniel’s bank ount. It wasn’t until around four or five in the morning that he finally managed to get some sleep.


    By the time he woke up, it was already half past nine.


    He furrowed his brows, looking strikingly like a miniature version of Nathaniel. “I overslept.”


    Just like Nathaniel, Jonathan was always punctual. It was the first time he had ever overslept. He quickly freshened up and headed out.


    To his surprise, Vivian was still there, deliberately sitting on the sofa and waiting for him. “Hey, sly kid. You’rete today, aren’t you?”


    Jonathan hadn’t expected to be caught out like this. Normally, Vivian would be at work, and it was usually the driver who took him to school.


    “Vivian, aren’t you supposed to be at work today?” He quickly shifted the topic.


    Vivian’s face grew gloomy at his question. “Yeah, I have a meeting with someer.”


    “Mr. Zachary?” Jonathan wondered aloud as he packed his bag.


    Vivian’s eyes widened in shock. She realized that the nickname she had given him was spot on- he truly was a sly kid! “How did you know?”


    Jonathan feigned innocence. “I just made a wild


    “Oh.” Vivian clearly didn’t believe it guess.”


    Seeing that Jonathan had finished packing, she said, “Let’s go. The ce where I’m meeting him is near your preschool, so I’ll drop you off there.”


    “Okay.”


    Vivian had no interest in Zachary whatsoever; in fact, she found him particrly detestable. However, she had no choice but to meet him because her father, Rnd, had threatened her with dire consequences if she refused.


    It was unclear what the prestigious Sinir family saw in her, yet they had gone out of their way to approach Rnd with a proposal for her hand in marriage.


    The very thought of bing entangled with someone like Zachary gave Vivian a headache.


    Meanwhile, Jonathan was troubled by his concerns.


    Thest time he was at the preschool entrance, Zachary had tried to grab him but had been unsessful. Since then, Jonathan had frequently noticed suspicious people lurking around the entrance.


    He had never expected that Zachary would hold such a deep grudge. I need to figure out a way to deal with him. Otherwise, I might end up falling into his clutches.


    “Vivian, will you marry Mr. Zachary?” Jonathan asked suddenly as they were about to reach the entrance of his preschool.


    Vivian, who was taking a sip of water, nearly spat it out. “Of course not. He’s nothing but a troublemaker. There’s no way I could ever marry him.”


    Jonathan was relieved to hear that. “Good. I’ve arrived. Bye.”


    Vivian watched as Jonathan got out of the car and sprinted away, sinking into deep thought. What


    Before she co


    make sense of Jonathan’s question, her phone rang. It was a call from Zachary,