My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

“Impossible!” Doretta burst in, frantically examining the seals one by one, muttering to herself, “It can’t be, how could these be fake? This is absolutely impossible.”

Everett suddenly grabbed Doretta’s wrist, looking at her menacingly. “You dare to play me?!”

“No, I didn’t.” Doretta shook her head in a panic, trying to defend herself. ’ He’s deceiving you, these can’t possibly be fakes.”

“Doretta, from the very beginning, I knew why you joined the company. How could I possibly let anyone get their hands on the real seals?” Eliar asked, his voice tinged with a chill, “How could you do this, considering how well my mother treated you?”

He might not be hurt, or even care, but Emma really treated Doretta well, only to have her sincerity trampled upon like this.

“I…” Doretta’s face turned pale. She was unable to utter a single word.

“The police have been alerted, you better cooperate with their investigation, “

casting a cold glance at

finished speaking, the head of security

I’ve lost this time,” Everett shrugged, addressing Ellar, “I hope

the premises, casting a veil of silence over

it’s all settled,” Ellar sighed with

her gaze lingering on the now- empty

Ellar, noticing

shake off this odd feeling, but I can’t quite figure out why,” Patricia admitted,

perplexed, remarked, “But didn’t

her showing up, but

too coincidental,” she mused, her intuition nagging at her. Eliar had been prepared to let Doretta off the hook, provided she exited San Joto for

her expression turning grim as she murmured, ” I