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,

pondered, 'Patricia seems unusually on

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

concrete proof, sharing

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

worry, I've got someone watching over

tried to

was an attempt to show he had grown, no longer

seeing him somewhat like a child seeking approval

barely visible, Patricia responded, "Alright, I should head back now." As Patricia turned to leave,

"Something else?" Patricia turned back,

his suggestion coming out somewhat awkwardly,

and eat together?" "No, thanks." Patricia barely started her refusal when a knock interrupted

called

revealing Doretta

Ellar was visibly