Everett finally replied to Jonathan, [I'll send an escort.] [Change the children’s surname first!] Jonathan was all about business, not acting unless he was sure about the deal’s success.

Everett snorted dismissively and did not bother replying.

It was a battle of endurance now—a waiting game to see who would lose their cool first.

He knew his parents were all about keeping up appearances. If the press got wind that their grandchildren bore the surname Sanchez instead of Lopez, they would consider it a massive humiliation.

Not that Everett cared much for such vanities.

When Dorothy returned with a bowl of corn chowder, Everett was already buried in work.

His stitches had just been removed, and he really should not have been moving around so much. He needed rest, but Dorothy knew all too well he was not a man who could rest easy.

man on a video call with Everett was briefing him on a project, Everett's biggest venture for the following

of expertise. She was so out of her depth that she

momentarily before booting up her laptop and diving into an

forum was a haven for experts, and despite the casual 'haha's' peppering the posts,

experts, Dorothy's mind went straight to Byte

him — it seemed no one knew his real name. He was ghostly pale and spoke English fluently, so he

Everett finally

as he said, "That flash drive you asked Byte 7 to fix, is it done?" "Not yet."

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