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.

was technology far beyond anything Amya could

for words as

My goodness!

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

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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Flores, the seventh-generation AI,

blinked, startled by the lifelike

her head slightly. “Welcome to the Hacker’s

Was this some kind of dream? It felt

if gazing at a relic from the 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 softening with the weight of the memories.

a coveted gem — something everyone wanted

mentor, the very mastermind behind the underground hacker network, had paid