Sweet Subterfuge

“This is a sh itty game!”
“Its client computing is so huge! What a waste of my computer’s memory to download it!”
“I would have given it half a star if it weren’t for the minimum one-star rating!”
“Microworks Corporation should just stick to buying and operating games from other companies! They shouldn’t develop their own! It completely tarnished their reputation!”
“Well, they probably don’t know how to do anything else besides copying!”
Peter reported to Kevan, “These paid posters accounts have been registered for a while, but many of them have similar registration times. and the initial segment of their IP addresses are the same. So, they’re likely from the same company that hires paid posters. The IP addresses indicate that they’re from Hilbane, which is quite far from Bartham. We can’t pinpoint the exact location, so we can’t figure out
who’s behind all this mischief.”
“No need to investigate,” Kevan replied. He smirked, his eyes gleaming with coldness. He knew exactly who was causing trouble, and Peter could probably guess too.

“When will Rubik Corporation’s game be released?” Kevan asked.
“I heard that it was postponed.” Peter felt a sense of pride because Microworks Corporation emerged victorious in the battle.
“Okay.” Kevan nodded and reminded him. “Don’t underestimate them. Rubik Corporation is capable of resorting to many underhanded
tactics
“I know.” Peter said.
Kevan intended to inquire Peter about the genuine feedback from players on “Galeforce”, but before he could speak, the phone on the table vibrated. A WhatsApp message appeared on his screen. This was Kevan’s personal phone, and he changed the number after leaving the hospital. He only had two contacts-one was Dylan, and the other was Aster. Kevan would pause whatever he was doing regardless of
which one of them contacted him.
The words he was about to say to Peter became “Hold on a second.”
He picked up his phone and opened the message. It was a voice message from Aster. His eyes suddenly lit up, and a wide smile formed
on his lips.
Peter was stunned. Throughout the years he spent in Microworks Corporation alongside Kevan, he had never witnessed Kevan so elated.
Instinctively. Kevan wanted to play the voice message, but he quickly realized that Peter was still present. He fell that it was better if lewer people knew about his connection with Aster as it would help avoid unnecessary troubles and dangers.
So, he instructed Peter. “You can leave now. We’ll discuss the rest during the meeting.”