My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

"She's been in her room since she got back, seemingly behaving herself for now," Aquila reported.

Everett's gaze darkened slightly as he instructed, "Keep an eye on her." "Sir, if we manage to escape this time, are we taking her with us?" Aquila asked, somewhat perplexed.

In his view, it would have been simpler to deal with Doretta immediately, eliminating any further concerns.

"Keep her for now.

She might still serve as a bargaining chip if we can't escape smoothly," Everett responded with a snort.

Aquila was taken aback.

''They would be willing to negotiate for Doretta? Really?" He doubted the others would compromise for Doretta's sake, considering they'd likely prefer to see her brought to justice.

“They might not, but Emma would," Everett stated confidently.

He vividly remembered how Emma had earnestly tried to persuade Doretta to reconsider her path, even casting a concerned look back at Doretta when leaving, a look filled with distress.

That expression alone indicated Emma cared about Doretta.

Aquila, unaware of the full situation, expressed his doubt.

orchestrated Emma's capture, would she still be willing to help her?" "Follow my orders," Everett said firmly, ending the

Aquila bowed respectfully.

understood that Everett was no longer interested in discussing

leaning back on the couch, his eyes revealing a depth

closing the door

as he sat back, his eyes staring into

Lawrence wouldn't have rescued him out of pure kindness;

Everett couldn't understand

Falcon, Lawrence already has more power than I do; he wouldn't care about such a small force.' Despite this, he couldn't think of anything else, as

in the hotel, Ian

you think he'll stay?" "If he was the

pretend to be plainclothes officers to make it seem like there's a secret manhunt in the area." "Understood," Ian replied, understanding that this tactic would likely keep Everett

updates from Nicole's side?" Lawrence asked,

there

confident in our

sure our information is secure; they shouldn't have any idea about our operations,"

of

Lawrence hummed, leaning back in his seat with his