My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

After amoment's thought, Patricia started the car and followed the man.

At a corner, the man removed his hat, glanced around with a smug look, then climbed into a car parked by the roadside and drove off.

Patricia snapped photos of both the man and his car, sending them straight to Charlie with instructions to dig deeper.

Later, Patricia made her way to Ellar's office.

"What brings you here?" Ellar's surprise at seeing her was tinged with a note of happiness.

"Nicole asked me to keep an eye on things here," Patricia said, pausing before asking, "Everything alright on your end?" "Absolutely, everything's running smoothly," Ellar assured her.

Patricia's brows knit together slightly.

"No unusual incidents, or unexpected visitors?" Having just seen Doretta downstairs, she couldn't help but speculate, 'Doretta's visit...

was it to see Ellar? And that man she was dealing with seemed off.

Doretta than meets the eye?’ Ellar, taken

something?" He pondered, 'Patricia

Ellar's confusion, Patricia could only sigh, dismissing it with, "It's nothing." Realizing he was

proof, sharing her suspicions

resolved to unravel the mystery herself, silently noting he might not take her word

got someone

get the upper hand," Ellar tried

was an attempt to show he had grown, no longer

a child

frown barely visible, Patricia responded, "Alright, I should head

else?" Patricia turned back, her expression one

hand, his suggestion coming out somewhat awkwardly, "It's nearly

"No, thanks." Patricia barely

in," Ellar called out with a

open, revealing Doretta

you here?" Ellar