My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

After settling in, Nicole turned her attention to the document beside her, signaling that pivotal moments were on the horizon.

In BayCorp’s office, Patricia hung up the phone and exchanged a knowing look with Ellar.

“I expect the results by this morning, as I requested yesterday,” Ellar instructed his secretary, firm and expectant.

No sooner had Ellar spoken than Everett’s voice filled the room, “You might as well give up now; the struggle is pointless.”

Ellar’s annoyance was palpable upon seeing Everett. “What are you doing back here? You’re not welcome. We’ll resolve this legally.” “You might want to see this first.” Everett sauntered into Ellar’s office and casually threw a pouch onto his desk.

Ellar, recognizing the seal Doretta had absconded with, pretended ignorance.

“What is this?”

pity, “Seems like you

find

is, is what you decide to do now. Keep the company, or lose everything?”

steadfastness seemed unlikely to Everett,

want to reconsider your position,” Patricia

Everett let out a mocking chuckle, eyeing Patricia skeptically. Do you really think your plots

see if it’s a plot or not when you take the bait,” Ell ar retorted, drawing Patricia closer to him

unimpressed look and

he picked up the bag, turned it upside down, and a bunch of seals fell

would be shocked or angry, but Ellar