My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

“I’m here,” Doretta said timidly, standing at the entrance of the factory.

“Just the two of you?” Lawrence’s expression darkened, his displeasure evident.

To him, Everett and Doretta were not the main threats; Aquila was the real concern.

“What else?” Everett shrugged nonchalantly, his demeanor exuding a sense of inevitability. He had intentionally separated from Aquila to ensure that, at this moment, he would still have a bargaining chip. If they had all been captured by Lawrence, the outcome would have been predictable.

Lawrence demanded coldly, “What happened?”

Someone approached and reported in a low voice, “They split up during the escape. We have people pursuing them, but there’s no update yet.” “Then we wait,” Lawrence said, regaining his composure, his tone steadying.

His next actions would depend on whether Aquila was caught or had indeed managed to escape.

his ground, confronting Lawrence, both

was eerily quiet, the tension palpable. Unnoticed by those

to a halt, and someone immediately approached, saying, “Mr. Johnston, they’re inside.” “What’s

in a standoff, looks like they’re waiting for news on

glanced at Jared and informed, “Mr. Johnston, we’ve just received a message from

that, Seth signaled the operatives with a

at once, the team complied, breaching the

by the sudden intrusion, Lawrence and Everett were initially stunned, then glared

Jared’s, then they had to be Zane’s or possibly the police’s-none of whom would bode well for

to leave,” Lawrence decided hastily, ready to take Ian and

that if Lawrence and his men retreated now, he’d be left utterly defenseless

having no