Stark Suburban Mansion.
While enjoying his breakfast, Tony Stark heard Jarvis’s voice sound.
“Sir, I think you should take a look at this news.”
The large screen on the dining room wall lit up, broadcasting news about Kathy Dale.
“According to the latest reports from our channel, the computer in Kathy Dale’s house was indeed hacked. However, the racist comments in her emails were genuinely her own. Now, major talent agencies including CAA, as well as major Hollywood film companies, have unanimously decided to join forces to boycott Kathy Dale…”
Watching the news broadcast on TV, Tony Stark almost burst out laughing.
“I didn’t expect that after only a few years, my ex-girlfriend would fall to such a point.”
His tone carried a hint of gloating.
Few women were remembered by Tony Stark, but Kathy Dale, who had spent two years with him, clearly left a deep impression on him.
Judging by his expression, however, those memories could hardly be considered pleasant.
“Sir, do you wish to help Miss Dale?”
Jarvis asked.
“Jarvis, you’re becoming more and more intelligent!”
Tony Stark praised him first before answering Jarvis’s question: “Everyone should be responsible for their own words and actions, and Kathy Dale is not worth helping! However, I am somewhat interested in the hacker mentioned in the news—Jarvis, find out his real identity for me.”
“Yes, sir!”
Jarvis immediately began executing the command.
To the side, Tony Stark continued eating his breakfast leisurely, clearly full of confidence in Jarvis’s abilities.
Clem Street.
“Wonderful! That bitch Kathy Dale finally got what she deserved!”
After seeing Kathy Dale’s fate on the TV news, Rosalie excitedly hugged Mark beside her and gave him a heavy kiss on the cheek: “Mark, thank you for sticking up for Mom!”
“Mom, now that no one is suppressing you anymore, production crews should be reaching out to invite you soon. You need to be prepared.”
Mark encouraged Rosalie.
“Sigh, I hope so…”
Rosalie sighed.
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“Ring, ring…”
Just then, Rosalie’s phone rang.
She picked up her phone and looked at it, discovering that it was a call from Caleb—the director who had filmed the milk powder commercial with Rosalie and Mark back then.
Over the years, the two sides had collaborated multiple times, and they were quite familiar with each other by now.
“Rosalie, it’s Caleb! I’m currently preparing to direct a movie about a single mother at the bottom of society struggling to make a living to raise her child.”
As soon as the call was connected, Caleb shared good news with Rosalie: “I think you and Mark are perfect for this movie! How about it? Do you want to bring Mark along and take on the lead roles in my movie?”
“Really?”
Rosalie was initially in disbelief, then nodded excitedly in rapid succession: “Director Caleb, thank you for giving us this opportunity!”
“But let’s be clear first… this is a low-budget movie, so the compensation for you and Mark won’t be very high—only twenty thousand dollars combined. Can you accept that?”
Caleb continued somewhat sheepishly.
Clearly, the reason he proactively invited Rosalie and Mark to star as the leads in this movie was not only because he felt they were particularly suitable, but also because their pay demands were lower.
“No problem, we can accept that.”
Rosalie didn’t hesitate for a moment and agreed immediately with a nod.
To her, being able to play the lead role in a movie was something she would willingly do even without any pay!
“Then come with Mark to Bell Film Company in three days for an audition. Once you pass, we can sign the contract directly.”
Caleb then gave Rosalie the company’s location.
“Mom, congratulations!”
After the call ended, Mark happily stepped forward to congratulate her.
He knew that Rosalie had always dreamed of being a star, and she had waited painstakingly for this day for far too long!
“Mom should thank you too!”
Rosalie’s emotions were still hard to calm, and she gave Mark an excited hug.
She knew that her getting this opportunity was actually thanks to Mark.
There were far too many young and beautiful actresses in Hollywood, so she had no competitive edge at all.
However, a young boy like Mark—who was cute, handsome, and knew how to cooperate with the director—was rare as a hen’s tooth.
Caleb likely gave Rosalie the opportunity to play the female lead for Mark’s sake.
Just as the mother and son were overjoyed by this opportunity, the computer in the room suddenly emitted a harsh alarm sound.
“Oh no!”
Mark’s expression shifted, and he hurried over to operate the computer.
The alarm sound was a tracking alert he had set up on the network.
Once someone attempted to trace his real IP, it would trigger the alarm.
However, the true IP of the home computer had long been disguised and hidden by Mark; others could usually only trace back to one of hundreds of proxy IPs.
The opponent was clearly a top hacker who was no weaker than Mark, able to lock onto his real IP through so many proxy IPs.
Just as Mark touched the computer keyboard, the harsh alarm sound came to an abrupt halt.
A slightly robotic voice came through the computer speakers: “Hello, please forgive my intrusion.”
Mark had to stop his actions, his face showing shock and confusion: “How is this possible? A normal human couldn’t possibly hack in this fast!”
Relying on the learning speed of Super Brain, Mark believed his networking skills were no longer inferior to the top hackers in the World.
However, from the moment the opponent attempted to trace his real IP, to locking onto it, and then breaking through the defenses to hack his computer, the entire process took less than five seconds.
This was simply impossible for a human to achieve!
“Mark, what’s going on?”
Rosalie had a blank expression, still unaware of what had happened.
“Someone must have tracked us to our house using the clues I left on the computer at Kathy Dale’s place.”
Mark had gradually regained his composure and answered analytically.
“Ah, what should we do then! Will the Police come for us?”
Rosalie showed a worried look.
“Mom, did you forget? I’m only five years old this year. Even if the Police come, they can’t do anything to me.”
Age was Mark’s weakness, but also his armor.
After comforting Rosalie, he looked at the camera in front of him and asked, “Who are you?”
“You may call me Jarvis.”
A gentle male voice sounded from the speakers beside him.