135. Rights And Wrongs.

Sofia's POV

"Fvck! Fvck! Fvck!" I cursed, slamming my hands on the keyboard of my laptop.

My breathing was heavy as I dropped the system and picked up my phone to check the time.

It was 5 pm already and my stomach twirled with intense hunger causing my eyes to be red.

I've been on my computer since early that morning, trying to override the passcode that protected the drive but all my trial was to no avail.

I've overridden several security setups and gained unauthorized access to well-protected software but never in my cyber exploits have I come across a blockade so difficult to trick.

The security protocol predicts every move of mine and adjusts to cover the entry point I manage to create.

Who under the earth could do something this good?

Was Papá also unique with computers when he was alive?

Right now, I was frustrated and on my last foot.

I've tried everything possible to my capability but the situation remains unchanged.

I guess Papá was supposed to give me the password befor