My Wife is a Hacker

Meanwhile, at BayCorp, Ellar noticed Doretta arriving at work as usual, looking relaxed as if nothing had happened, which made him feel uneasy.

He stood up and went to Patricia's office, asking her, "Do you think something might be wrong?" "What kind of problem could there be?" Patricia raised an eyebrow in inquiry.

The seal was commissioned by him, and he was more than clear about that. Moreover, he was now certain that Doretta had taken it, and by this point, it was likely already in Everett's hands.

Understanding Patricia's implication, Ellar sighed. "I get it, but Doretta's behavior is just too odd."

That's why he was feeling unsettled. Could it be that Doretta discovered something and didn't hand over the seal to Everett? Patricia couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, "Acting like this is more likely to make her suspicious, you know."

"| haven't done anything though?" Ellar claimed innocently.

With a sigh, Patricia advised, "That's exactly why you should go back to work and act normal.”

Even though Doretta seemed calm on the surface after such an incident, there was no way she could be truly at peace. Therefore, they needed to be even more cautious and composed than Doretta.

Seeing Patricia's firm stance, Eliar could only sigh and agree. "Alright then, I'll go back."

"It's your company, after all," Patricia thought to herself with an inward eye roll, reminding him to work as if she were forcing him into servitude.

Biting his lip, Ellar made a determined request. "Patricia, if we succeed this time, could you stay and not go back to Riddle Corporation?"

Patricia was momentarily stiffened by his unexpected request, realizing that she would soon leave to return to Riddle Corporation. Surprisingly, she felt a tinge of reluctance.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Taking a deep breath, Patricia suppressed her feelings of reluctance and responded pragmatically, "Once things here are wrapped up, | naturally have to go back."

Ellar opened his mouth to speak but eventually looked somewhat dejected as he said, "Oh."

Without adding anything more, Ellar turned and walked away.

Watching his somewhat forlorn figure, Patricia unconsciously bit her lip, feeling a faint ache in her heart. Back in his office, El la r sat down and stared blankly at the documents on his desk.

"Ellar, what's wrong?" Doretta's voice rang out.

Ellar glanced up at her and said, "I'm fine. How did you come in?"

"Oh, | knocked, but you didn't answer. | was a bit worried, so | came in," Doretta immediately explained.

"Is there something you need?" Ellar asked indifferently.

"| brought a document for you." Doretta placed the document down. "It's somewhat urgent, so it needs your immediate attention." Ellar glanced at the document and said, "Leave it. I'll let you know when I've reviewed it.”

"Okay, then I'll leave for now." After saying this, Doretta looked at Ellar again. "Ellar, are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine, you can go,” Ellar responded and then picked up the document.

Seeing this, Doretta bit her lip and lowered her head as she left.

When Ellar heard the door close, his grip on the document tightened slightly, and his eyes narrowed a bit.

Doretta had already succeeded, and her coming to the office could also be understood as not wanting to expose herself too early. He wondered, ‘But is there really a need for her to continue showing concern for me? Or is she here to monitor me?’

Indeed, as Patricia had said, they needed to be more composed and not let Doretta detect any flaws. Ellartook a deep breath, his gaze fell on the document, and he started immersing himself in work.

Regardless, the company's affairs couldn't be neglected. They had to deal with Everett, but the company also needed to continue its operations.