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.

glance at Ellar, Everett could only say, “Next

left

to entangle further with Ellar until he had

Ellar finally exhaled, wiping

glanced sideways

I was just worried he’d

it’s in your hands, he could also claim you forged it,” Patricia retorted, glancing at

Ellar’s face paled slightly. “So, all that effort for

narrowed, her tone full

by Ellar’s attitude. As long as

like we need to

said, glancing at