Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 415:

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They finally arrived at the entrance of a nondescript gray room. It seemed unremarkable, but Allison’s cold face suggested otherwise. “Here we are.”

With a soft “click,” a hidden detector emerged from the wall.

Allison stepped forward, her iris scan completed in seconds. The door unlocked with a quiet hiss.

Allison gestured to Amya. “Go in. See for yourself.”

With a hesitant breath, Amya pushed the door. It was deceptively heavy, and as it opened, a silvery light spilled into the hallway. She stepped inside and gasped. The room was unlike anything she had ever seen.

In the center stood a towering server, surrounded by holographic screens that enveloped the entire space in a glowing web of data.

anything

a loss for words as she took in

My goodness!

a hacker’s paradise! Every piece of equipment, every tool needed to infiltrate the digital world was here. Everything

leaned against a nearby console. The moment her fingers touched it, a dormant button activated, and in the blink of an eye, a holographic projection shimmered into existence. A smiling,

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startled by the lifelike

her head slightly. “Welcome

some kind of dream? It

past. “Once, the best hackers from around the globe gathered here. They shared intel, earned ranks, completed high-stakes missions…” She trailed off, her voice

had become a

desire had a cost. Her mentor, the very mastermind behind the underground hacker network, had paid the