Chapter 172 Where's Your Picture?

The call came from the army of trolls. Wanda could only conclude, based on the constant ringing, that something has to happen now. Wanda was about to pick up the phone when Fiona scowled at the former as she looked up from the prawn she was eating. Wanda hastily put the call on hold out of concern that she had upset Fiona. "Cheers, Fiona, Aunt." Satisfied, Fiona grinned and shook Wanda's glass. As for Ivan, he was at his wits' end, having been unable to get through to Wanda. The whole organization was in disarray. "We have an attack on our server, Mr. Yarbrough!" "An account of ours has been banned!" A horrible event followed another. The accounts had been accumulated over a considerable amount of time and money. Since they had left, the business's There was business on the line. Ivan was almost breathing too hard. Did you all manage to figure out who's behind this? Did our recent trolling insult any hot, up-and-coming celebrities? "No, nothing is visible to us." implies "What do you think you can't find anything?" bellowed Ivan. The ashen-faced programmer said, "Whoever's behind this is way too advanced to be working for an entertainment agency."