My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Sean and Steve left soon after and returned to their own homes, while the others went upstairs to their rooms, one after another.

Meanwhile, Spencer had arrived at the hotel and there, he saw Icyln crying and trembling in a corner, her face drenched in tears. The sight left him in shock.

“Icyln, what happened?” Spencer quickly approached Icyln and asked her.

Upon hearing Spencer’s voice, Icyln looked up, and when she confirmed that it was indeed Spencer, she abruptly got up and threw herself into his arms.

“Ahhhhhh, why did you come so late, Spencer? I was so scared!” Icyln wailed.

“What happened? Please tell me slowly.” Spencer attempted to push Icyln away, but she held onto him even tighter.

“Hurry up, it’s right here.”

“Hey, isn’t that Spencer, the violinist?”

on between

there. Quick, take some photos. This is

photos of them, and it was only then that Spencer and

with a stern gaze, he coldly asked

ordinary reporters. They were a group of journalists with cameras and microphones. Seeing this, Spencer had a feeling that this was not an ordinary sneak shot. Besides, Icyln had just arrived in San Joto. If this incident were to leak out into the public sphere, it

like this before. He usually had a gentle and laid-back, artist-like demeanor when he appeared on camera

he exuded an intimidating aura, something which stood in stark contrast to what he usually

expect Spencer to have such a side to him. Her

weakly called

Spencer, looking like she had been

such a way, their curiosity,

saw some people sneakily raising their cameras

it because you’re guilty, Mr.

out. Anything involving a celebrity would be significant news and could make the headlines of the entertainment section. However, what they did not expect was that they would be able to capture a piece of news like this, which was likely even more explosive than