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.

eye?’ Ellar, taken aback, responded, "As far as I'm aware, all

notice something?" He pondered, 'Patricia

confusion, Patricia could only sigh, dismissing it with, "It's nothing." Realizing he was oblivious, Patricia decided not to press

proof, sharing her suspicions

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

got someone watching over the

tried to reassure her, a smile playing on

attempt to show he had grown, no longer in constant need of

him somewhat like a child seeking approval

already a target, yet he boasts of security.' With a slight frown barely visible, Patricia responded, "Alright,

"Something else?" Patricia turned back, her expression one of

gaze, quickly released her hand, his

stay and eat together?" "No, thanks." Patricia barely

in," Ellar called out

revealing Doretta

Ellar