My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

“It’s just dinnertime; let’s have dinner together,” Everett suggested, eyeing Doretta closely. He was quietly impressed. ‘She’s so composed, exactly the type who could turn on Emma and Ellar.’ “Mr. Wright, based on what I’ve seen, Ellar is in a tight spot but is trying to hide it,” Doretta got straight to the point. “He’s spent the afternoon scheming to lessen BayCorp’s losses.”

“What do you mean?” Everett’s curiosity piqued, his eyebrows arching.

Doretta let out a sigh. “It’s unfortunate he believes he’s outsmarting everyone, thinking he can offload BayCorp’s assets now. You wouldn’t let that happen, would you, Mr. Wright?”

Everett’s smirk was telling. “You’re spot-on.” Allowing Ell ar any leeway was out of the question. His plan was to take everything BayCorp had.

“That’s reassuring,” Doretta remarked, getting up. “I’ll leave you to your dinner then.”

“You’re not joining?” Everett inquired.

Doretta shook her head and said, “No, thank you. I just came to tell you about my work. Also, it’s best not to hang out with you too long. Someone might be watching.”

Everett watched her leave, his gaze laden with thought.

her intel?” Jerry whispered

“She has nothing to gain by lying.”

concerned. “So, Ellar is merely

tomorrow,” declared Everett, his determination

“Understood,” Jerry agreed.

information was accurate. Any delay might allow

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careful,” Nicole told

“I will,” Patricia replied.

call, Nicole looked worried. “Everett might

Doretta?” Lulu asked, looking