My Wife is a Hacker

Chapter 3118

After a moment's thought, Patricia started the car and followed the man.

At a corner, the man removed his hat, glanced around with a smug look, then climbed into a car parked

by the roadside and drove off. Patricia snapped photos of both the man and his car, sending them

straight to Charlie with instructions to dig deeper.

Later, Patricia made her way to El lap’s office.

"What brings you here?" El lap's surprise at seeing her was tinged with a note of happiness.

"Nicole asked me to keep an eye on things here," Patricia said, pausing before asking, "Everything

alright on your end?"

"Absolutely, everything's running smoothly," Ellar assured her.

Patricia's brows knit together slightly. "No unusual incidents, or unexpected visitors?" All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Having just seen Doretta downstairs, she couldn't help but speculate,' Doretta's visit... was it to see

Ellar? And that man she was dealing with seemed off. Could there be more to Doretta than meets the

eye?'

El lar, taken aback, responded, "As far as I'm aware, all is normal. Did you notice something?"

He pondered, 'Patricia seems unusually on guard. What's she picked up on that I've missed?'

Seeing El lap's confusion, Patricia could only sigh, dismissing it with, "It's nothing."

Realizing he was oblivious, Patricia decided not to press further. Without concrete proof, sharing her

suspicions seemed pointless. She resolved to unravel the mystery herself, silently noting he might not

take her word for it anyway.

"Don't worry, I've got someone watching over the company. I won't let anyone get the upper hand," El

lap tried to reassure her, a smile playing on his lips.

His statement was an attempt to show he had grown, no longer in constant need of her protection.

But seeing him somewhat like a child seeking approval irked Patricia. 'He's already a target, yet he

boasts of security.'

With a slight frown barely visible, Patricia responded, "Alright, I should head back now."

As Patricia turned to leave, El lap reached out instinctively. "Wait."

"Something else?" Patricia turned back, her expression one of confusion.

Ellar, meeting Patricia's gaze, quickly released her hand, his suggestion coming out somewhat

awkwardly, "It's nearly lunchtime. Why not stay and eat together?”

"No, thanks." Patricia barely started her refusal when a knock interrupted them.

"Come in," El lap called out with a frown.

The door swung open, revealing Doretta to their surprise. "Why are you here?" Ellar was visibly taken

aback.

Doretta, clearly not expecting Patricia's presence, hesitated at the threshold, torn between entering and

leaving. With clenched teeth, she managed, "Have I interrupted something, Ellar?"

"Just speak your mind," Ellar's voice took on a cooler tone.

"I..." Doretta glanced at Patricia, her hesitation evident.

Patricia's expression darkened slightly. "I'll leave you to discuss."

With that, she walked away.

"Wait..." Ellar watched helplessly as Patricia exited.

"Did I cause trouble?" Doretta, noticing Ellar's displeasure, tread carefully.

Ellar reverted to his detached demeanor. "What is it? I'm busy."

Doretta ventured, "I cleared the interview, but they're asking for a local reference since I'm not from

here. Can you vouch for me?"