My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Aquila thought to himself, ‘It seems Lawrence had his plans set from the start, now holding US in his grip, just waiting for the right moment to succeed and then possibly pinning everything on US.’ “Too bad his calculations are off,”

Everett said, a dark glint crossing his eyes. “Pack up, we’re preparing to leave.”

“Where to?” Aquila asked softly.

While they were under control here, he knew venturing out could be even more dangerous, unless they planned to leave San Joto. However, Everett seemed not inclined to depart from the city.

“Let’s get out of the hotel first,” Everett said, his gaze slightly darkening.

There were always places in the vast San Joto where they could take refuge.

Aquila hesitated for a moment, then inquired, “What about the woman?

now. If we find ourselves cornered, we can still use Emma,”

call her,” Aquila

the three of them

complexion

suggesting, “Sir, the elevator won’t be safe; we need to take the stairs.” “Hmm,” Everett nodded,

made their way

cautioned, halting abruptly and glancing down the stairs before suggesting, “Sir, we should go out the window. Heading out here leads directly to the lobby, and it’s too easy

wasn’t particularly afraid of Lawrence, but avoiding detection could

the window, someone shouted,

glared at Doretta, internally frustrated by her

pursuers were closing in without causing much

“Sir, let me take her.” He felt that Everett’s chances of escape would be significantly reduced if