The Unwanted Ex-Wife Is A Genius Hacker

through the congested

oo terrified by the suffocating pressure radi

ed his eyes shut. The freezing air of the Manhattan Family Cour

at the defendant's table, her spine perfectly straight. Th

s onto the screen-Alyse walking in

od in his mouth. He remembered staring at he

want to rip the room apart. She told him she was sick

m the Hammond family, asking only for an immediate termination of the marri

odfrey's rigid jawline, dragging him out of

a habit he couldn't break. The silver cufflink was the last bir

brated again

Zane said, his words rus

d. "Run the yellow,"

sound mirroring the violent storm

ver loading a garment bag into her SUV. It had the official crest of the Lee family's charity gala prin

ebrows snapp

ght by the Lee family. It was the night of t

g up in New York tonight, at that s

stincts that made him a

He tapped the glass partition. "Chang

screen. He opened the photo Zane had sent. H

tely searching for traces of the man named Guthrie. The venom of j

ed out of the restaurant. The freezing wind whipped th

he curb. The driver, a heavily built bodyg

e threw a glance over her shoulder toward the booth where Zane

, and it merged seaml

a live GPS tracking link. 'Godfrey's hound spotted me. Might get messy later. Keep an eye on my location and stay on standby,' she typed,

ed a rapid string of code, bypassing the firewall and temporarily blinding

fed rabbit, looking

we going to

ocent eyes through the rearview mi

't going to a party.

the black Maybach and th

tinted glass, Godfrey caught the f

lently against his ribs. But a massive city bus pu

pounded his fist ag

ter!" Godf

ed into that ballroom. He had to grab h

inally loomed in the night sky. The entrance wa

into the VIP lane, bypassing the chaos a

his face, cooling the feverish heat in his brain, bu

ight as he walked toward the heavy, ornate doors.