My Secret Wife Is A Top Hacker

Chapter 6

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t monitor. With a few keystrokes, she shattere

American high-elo ranked queue. She clic

or a fraction of a second. She instantly locked in a high-di

m chat

ssin first pick?

her boosted trash pl

nical keys. Her eyes were cold and detached. Sh

announcer's voice ech

euvered her assassin straight into the dark,

minimap. She caught a pixel shift-a fraction of a sec

d through the thick wall, her fingers exec

t Bl

before his flash animat

ely silent. A few question mark

emy's red buff and used the vision blind spo

a machine gun. The assassi

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ew York, the Empire Alliance

ath screen. He gripped his blonde hair, screaming into his microp

as moving so fast

t solo

hell is

The damage numbers didn't make sense. The combo

tion of the man sitting on the

is tall frame casting a long shadow. He walked

e to see Spade Z dive past two towers, assassinate the en

the cup. His lazy, indifferent gaze sharpen

Maverick ordered. His voice was

up the spectator mode and loc

, unnecessary clicks. Every single step Spade Z took was calculated to

It looked like a top-tier hacker exe

oded. Ten minutes. T

he post-game lobby, his heart beating

" Maverick

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“I was Z, the world's most lethal hacker. But after I died, I woke up gasping for air in a massive, freezing bathtub. Memories that didn't belong to me slammed into my brain. I was trapped in the body of Zero Vance, a notorious "trashy young master" of a wealthy family, who was actually a girl hiding in plain sight. The original owner of this body was a pathetic, lovesick stalker obsessed with an esports god named Maverick Thorne. She wore ridiculous rainbow hair and cheap makeup, sending him thousands of desperate, unread texts every single day. When he completely ignored her, she became the ultimate laughingstock. Bullies at her elite academy spray-painted "freak" on her locker, shoved her around, and her own family looked at her with exhausted disappointment. Unable to take the endless humiliation and his cold rejection, she swallowed a bottle of pills and slipped into the icy water. Looking at the ruined, tear-stained reflection in the mirror, physiological disgust washed over me. Why would anyone throw their life away for an arrogant, frozen block of ice? I grabbed the grooming scissors and sheared off the neon hair until only a sharp, silver-blonde crop remained. I deleted his contact, blocked his number, and put on a perfectly tailored black suit. When the school's head cheerleader pointed a finger at my nose, warning me to stay away from Maverick, I snapped it backward. "I have zero interest in Maverick Thorne." I am alive. And as the new Zero, I am going to take everything back.”