My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Everett’s eyes narrowed slightly as he was aware that Patricia was no simple character. Given her statement, he wondered whether it was a psychological tactic or if they possessed other evidence.

It was clear that Ellar was at a disadvantage, yet their insistence on following legal procedures made him feel somewhat uneasy, concerned he might have overlooked something.

“Fine, let’s proceed with legal action. I’m calling the police right now,” El I ar said, clutching the document Everett had given him. This was evidence, after all.

A flicker of unease crossed Everett’s mind, sensing something was amiss.

With a slight narrowing of his eyes, Everett asked again in a serious tone,” Are you sure about this?”

“Hmph, we’ll see,” Ellar responded, unwilling to show weakness.

Everett forced himself to remain calm, knowing he wouldn’t get a resolution today and had no choice but to leave.

a meaningful glance at Ellar, Everett could only say, “Next time we

left Ellar’s office in

not to entangle further with Ellar until he had

finally exhaled, wiping his

Patricia glanced sideways

of him? I was

your hands, he could also claim you forged it,”

why would Everett leave the document behind?’ Ellar’s face paled slightly. “So, all that

Patricia’s eyes narrowed, her tone

was merely puzzled by Ellar’s attitude. As long as they followed the plan, there shouldn’t be

“It looks like

to see Nicole,” Patricia said, glancing at Ellar before