Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 417:

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Allison’s serious expression softened into a small smile. She gave the nearby machine a light tap. “Good. Now, let’s get to work.”

“Yes, ma’am!”

Amya rushed over, eager to dive in. But as she approached the screen, something caught her eye. Her smile faltered.

The code… something wasn’t right. It was running wild, as if malfunctioning, even though no one was touching it. Her brows furrowed as seriousness replaced her excitement. She leaned in, scanning the erratic lines.

“Boss… has this system been hacked before?”

back at her in the clean, glowing screen, but her mind was consumed by the doubt

servers, her expression as cold and stern

day surged through her, vivid and

conspired with outside forces. And on the day of the system’s biggest update, they launched

facade cracked, and her tone carried

the defense protocol of Hacker’s World fought off the attack, barely. But it sacrificed part of its core. It

stood there, speechless, her throat tight with the enormity of what she had just heard. Hearing it was enough to paint the

The hum of machinery caught her attention, and nearby, something groaned to life, sluggish like an

now, almost hopeful. “It’s not fully functional yet, but… I’ve made progress. And I need your help to bring it back. Together, maybe

than just a project. This system was the last remnant of

everything I’ve got!” Amya replied, her resolve igniting. Without

were still some