My Wife is a Hacker

Chapter 3100

Biting her lip, Patricia left with a slightly awkward demeanor, muttering, '■ I’m off to work."

Watching Patricia’s hurried departure, Lulu couldn't help but laugh. She could see that Patricia clearly

cared a lot, yet Patricia pretended to be indifferent.

Back in her office, Patricia leaned against the door, biting her lip in embarrassment. It seemed her

feelings had been inadvertently revealed; she did care about Ellar and wanted to know about him,

concerned for his well-being.

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Meanwhile, at BayCorp, "Achoo!" Ellar sneezed loudly and rubbed his nose. "Did I catch a cold?"

He glanced at the air conditioning; the temperature was fine.

Knock, knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door, and Ellar responded, "Come in."

His assistant entered with a serious expression. "Mr. Riddle, that car is back at the front of our office

building again."

"Again?!" Ellar clenched his teeth, his expression darkening.

The car had been showing up for three days straight now. There was always someone inside, but they

just parked there without doing anything specific.

At first, Ellar thought it might be surveillance, but the more he watched, the less it made sense. He

wondered if someone was waiting for an opportunity to strike at BayCorp again.

"Mr. Riddle, what should we do? Should we ask Ms. Riddle for help?" the assistant inquired.

Ellar shook his head. "Not yet. We can't bother Nicole with every little thing. " Especially since the

situation was still unclear, and everything was based on his speculation. Plus, he should try to handle it

himself before relying on others, if possible.

"What should we do, then?" the assistant asked again.

After a moment's thought, Ellar decided, "Have someone watch them discreetly. Let's give them a

chance and see what they're really up to."

"Understood," the assistant agreed before leaving the room.

Leaning back in his chair, Ellar clenched his teeth, his eyes filled with determination. He was resolved

to find out who was behind this and what their intentions were.

After a busy day, Ellar left BayCorp.

The car that had been parked in front of the company remained unmoved. Ellar's assistant whispered,

"Don't worry, everything's arranged."

"Let's go home," Ellar said, choosing not to dwell on it any further as he departed.

Upon arriving home, Ellar called out, "Mom, Dad, I'm back," as he entered. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

He noticed a girl he hadn't seen before in the living room, alongside his parents.

Smiling awkwardly and lowering his voice, he remarked, "Oh, we have a guest here."

"Yes, come here," Emma beckoned him over.

Approaching the couch, Ellar glanced at the girl and said, "You guys

continue your chat, I'll head to my room."

Emma, displeased, grabbed him, insisting, "Sit down."

"Is there something?" Ellar asked, puzzled. Even though there was a guest, he didn't know her, so he

didn't see the need to stay.

With an inward roll of her eyes, Emma forcefully seated Ellar and said," This is Doretta, your distant

cousin."

"My cousin? From your side of the family?" Ellar looked puzzled. "Why didn't Grandma ever mention

her?"

"Oh, she is indeed from my side of the family, but you two aren't related by blood," Emma clarified.

"So, why is she here?" Ellar asked, despite not wanting to delve too deeply.

"Doretta will be staying with US for a while until she finds a job and a place of her own," Emma

explained.