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 time

Everett left Ellar’s office in

puzzled deep down, preferring not to entangle further with Ellar until he had time to

Ellar finally exhaled, wiping his forehead.

Patricia glanced sideways

I was just worried he’d

hands, he could also claim you forged

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

Patricia’s eyes narrowed, her tone

by Ellar’s attitude. As long as they followed the plan,

nodded. “It looks like we need to be even

going to see Nicole,” Patricia said,