My Wife is a Hacker

Chapter 3025

As Lulu departed, Nicole's gaze sharpened slightly. She was certain Everett's resurgence was more

than just a strike against her. There were deeper layers to unravel.

Lost in thought for a brief moment, Nicole then made a call to Preston. "I need a favor," she said

succinctly.

"What's going on?" Preston's voice was edged with gravity.

"I need someone to shadow Everett. I want a detailed account of his activities," Nicole's tone was

tinged with an icy resolve.

There was a brief pause on the line before Preston responded," Understood. I'll handle it." "Good, that's

all for now," Nicole was ready to end the call, but then Preston chimed in, "You're holding up okay,

right?"

Nicole understood that Preston was already clued in about the current predicament. His tardiness in

getting back to the Riddle family manor was due to other commitments. "I'm managing," she

responded, her voice steady.

"Good to know," Preston replied, then added a reminder, "Remember, you can reach out to me for

anything, anytime." "Will do. And Preston, tread carefully with Everett. This isn't a straightforward

situation," Nicole warned.

After a moment of silence, Preston acknowledged, "Got it."

After Nicole ended the call, her expression became thoughtful. She recognized the need for tighter

information security within the company moving forward.

While Everett's main objective seemed to be acquiring the Crests, she had no doubts he would also

seize any chance to disrupt her plans.

Meanwhile, in the SeaQuartet Holdings's regional office located in San Joto, Everett was seated at his

desk, his eyes glinting with a trace of selfsatisfaction.

"Mr. Wright, it's done. What's our next move?" his assistant asked in a hushed tone. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Everett responded with a contemptuous smirk, "Now, we sit back and enjoy the spectacle."

He anticipated Nicole's disarray. He wanted to see Riddle Corporation becoming a joke in the business

world. Most importantly, he was focused on Nicole finally bending to his will. This was just the

beginning.

"Time to leave," Everett declared, standing up from his desk.

"Where are we headed, Mr. Wright?" his assistant inquired.

"To meet an old friend," Everett answered, already striding towards the door.

Soon, Everett arrived at the entrance of Lawrence's company.

Looking up at the towering structure, he took out his phone and called Lawrence. "I'm here. Can I come

up?" "Of course," came Lawrence's steady reply.

Call concluded, Everett confidently strode into Lawrence's building, encountering no hindrances.

Upon reaching Lawrence's office, Everett casually made himself comfortable on a couch, awaiting the

impending conversation.

"What brings you here, Everett?" Lawrence inquired, casting a brief glance his way.

"Just thought I'd drop by to see you," Everett replied with a casual shrug.

Lawrence's voice, edged with a cool undertone, probed further, "You're aware of the tight spot you're in.

Do you honestly believe a false identity is enough to protect you?" "What other choice do I have? Isn't

this the scenario you were hoping for?" Everett retorted, lounging back on the couch with a relaxed

cross of his legs.

Lawrence fixed Everett with a scrutinizing gaze before asking, "How is he?" "Don't worry, he's doing

well. He's still a useful piece in my game," Everett responded, his words laced with implication.

Lawrence paused momentarily before asking in a frosty tone, "What's your real purpose here, Everett?"

"I'm just here to see you. You've been quite the ally, after all," Everett maintained his composure, his

expression tinged with smugness.

Lawrence returned a chilling look. "Cut the act. Focus on your agenda." "Appreciate the advice,"

Everett replied, his smile unshaken.

"Just bear in mind, I can be your ally or your downfall," Lawrence warned sternly.

Rising from the couch, Everett remarked, "Then let's hope our cooperation remains pleasant."