My Wife is a Hacker

"Well just have to wait then,' Lulu sighed.

Nicole smiled, a curve playing on her lips. "Don't worry about it anymore. Mom mentioned this morning that Steve might not be able to come to the office for a while. So, I was thinking of handing over Steve's responsibilities to you."

"Oh, sure," Lulu readily agreed, understanding that Sally must be close to her due date.

"You've had some experience with Steve's tasks before, and we haven't involved him in any new projects lately. So, taking over shouldn't be a problem for you," Nicole reasoned, feeling that Lulu was the right choice.

"Don't worry, I can handle it.” Knowing that Steve would soon be on leave, she had already prepared herself to take over his duties.

She had also thought it through-there was so much going on in the company, and with Nicole needing to deal with Everett's matters, taking some of the load off seemed like the only thing she could do.

"That's the best. When Steve comes back from his leave, he should be able to easily resume his work," Nicole said, pleased.

Lulu nodded. "I'll try to get all the work done, so it'll be easier for Steve when he returns."

"Good, and if it gets too tough, you can always ask someone for help." Nicole worried that Lulu might be overwhelmed with too much work.

"I understand." Lulu reassured her, not wanting Nicole to worry, but she was determined to do her best.

Inside Ellar's office in BayCorp, the atmosphere was tense and oppressive.

As Ellar entered his office, he found Everett sitting in his chair.

"When did you get here?" Ellar frowned, trying to keep his tone even.

"I've been waiting for you for a while," Everett leaned back in the chair, crossing his legs and glancing at Ellar. "The three-day deadline has passed. What have you decided?"

"I thought my lack of response over these three days would have made my decision clear to you," Ellar sighed. "Aren't you always the clever one?"

"So, you're refusing," Everett chuckled. "Well, that's a shame."

"Not really, I don’t see it as a loss," Ellar paused before adding, "So, can you leave now?"

"Sorry," Everett tossed a document onto the desk. "The one leaving should be you."

Ellar feigned confusion. "What do you mean?" Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Take a look." Everett's gaze fell on the document he had just placed on the desk, slowly saying, "This is a contract. You've transferred BayCorp to me."

"I've never transferred BayCorp, especially not to you," Ellar argued vehemently. "Leave now, or I'll call security."

"No rush, why don't you take a look at the document first?" Everett suggested.

Ellar, skeptical, picked up the document and after reading it, looked up in shock. "What is this?!" "Nothing much, just that BayCorp is no longer yours," Everett reiterated.

"No, even if it was a transfer, I wouldn't give it away for free!" Eliar shook the document forcefully. "Where did you get this fake document? Aren't you afraid of a lawsuit?"

"You might want to notice your signature and seal on it," Everett shrugged." If you want to make a scene, it seems you would be the one facing a lawsuit." "Let's see about that! Who sells something without getting paid? Let's see whom the judge believes," Ellar fumed.

"Ellar, are you missing the point?" Patricia's voice rang out as she entered the room. "Why are we talking about money and not the document?"

Standing next to El I ar, Patricia looked indifferently at Everett and said, "Mr. Wright, Ellar never transferred the company. Does this document really hold any legal effect?" "With a signature and seal, how could it not?" Everett countered.

"In that case, well see you in court," Patricia nodded solemnly, showing they believed Everett but were not ready to back down.