Chapter: 737

Given Moon's known temperament, and with Star on the verge of using his real identity online, those who had grievances against him were simmering with anger, ready to confront him in person once they discovered his real identity.

In the virtual world, they might be formidable hackers wielding power, but in the real world, they were just ordinary people, easily overlooked.

They knew better than to antagonize someone influential like Star had.

"Moon is incredibly strong, truly deserving of her top spot on the hackers' leaderboard. She digs up information so quickly through the network!"

T's voice, full of wonder, came through the Bluetooth earpiece.

Sean observed the increasing confessions from Star on his screen, his eyes reflecting his respect for Moon's superior skills. Moon was far ahead of him! He was lucky to have narrowly avoided a similar fate previously. Otherwise, he would have been utterly exposed online by Moon, leaving him with no privacy at all.

“Moon! Is it just the information you want? Please, stop attacking me!!

Star's psychological defenses were collapsing. Moon seemed too familiar with all his escape routes and blocked and chased him relentlessly.

He had been so proud just moments ago. And now he was as pitiable as a lost dog, completely unable to fight back.

Norah slowed down a little. She was about to hack into Star's computer when her phone rang.

She answered the call and stuck the phone between her shoulder and ear, aware that she couldn't be distracted as Star was trying to make a quick escape.

“Hello, honey."

Sean's voice came through the earpiece.

“What's up?"

Norah's eyes were sharp, her fingers flying over the keyboard even faster. Star was a threat to Sean's company, and she couldn't let him get away. At the very least, she needed to ferret out some information from him.

“I had Phillip look into it. The original post was made by a doctor at Victoria Hospital. I'll send the details to you later.

A nurse at the Silver Boulder Private Hospital had posted the second one, and then others gradually began forwarding it. As for the rumors about you, at first glance, it appears that their spreading was unplanned. However, I dug deeper and discovered that they were orchestrated by an organization who were paid to specifically spread rumors about you."

Sean had called Norah as soon as he received the report. He heard the sound of rapid clicking on a computer keyboard on Norah's end and asked, "Honey, are you caught up confronting someone? You don't need to bother about those trolls. My PR team is handling the comments. Once the buzz fades away, I'll get the posts taken down."

He knew it wasn't wise to censor the discussion right now. Removing the posts at the height of public curiosity would only fuel more speculation and gossip.

The PR team had worked up a complete response plan, and in a couple of days, this matter wouldn't be on anyone's mind.

“Ah, thank you, darling! I'm busy doing something else right now.

I've heard everything you said. Is there anything else? If not, I need to hang up."

She was at a crucial juncture. Sean's words had just passed through her ears and she hadn't registered what he said.

Sean heard her dismissive tone and his fingers tightened around his phone. Was Norah implying that he wasn't efficient enough? She didn't say the words outright but her attitude was enough to convey this to him.