Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Amid this, Ariana overheard a staff member’s hushed conversation.

“What’s happening? A dozen more accounts suddenly started voting for their team, all from the same IP address. It must’ve cost them over ten million to maneuver this.”

She asked, “May I know the location of that IP address, please?”

The staff member replied, “It traces back to somewhere in Eleymond, but I don’t have exact details.”

Their puzzled gaze met Ariana’s.

“Aren’t these your men?”

Ariana offered a sheepish smile, at a loss for words.

what was happening?

Angela’s Library

magnates willing to generously invest in her cause? Something extraordinary was

sitting at the end of the polished mahogany

suits and designer ties. Their hair was carefully slicked back. This was the typical look of

them had a sleek laptop computer open in front of them, the screen of which was filled with constantly changing data and numbers. In

their computers, tapping keyboards incessantly. They were using their connections and tactics unique to them to influence the online voting. It was only when the talent show host announced the end of the votes that these traders

that the vote count for Ariana’s team was well ahead of that of all the other

crossed his sharp features as he said to the men around

Holden briskly strode out of the conference room. It was only then that the men finally dared to speak, albeit in low

Ariana’s team some kind

the votes halfway through the show?”