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.

know what was happening? She was just as confounded as the

Angela’s Library

Sarah and Tyler, were there other magnates willing to

building, sitting at the end of the polished mahogany table, Holden tapped his fingers

designer ties. Their hair was carefully slicked back. This was the typical look of elite professionals. Those who knew the cutthroat financial world knew these men who were renowned traders, the best manipulators in

constantly changing data and numbers. In the corner of each screen was a small live stream window showing the glittering stage

on 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 finally relaxed, leaning

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

said to the men around the table, “Well done, gentlemen. Let’s

briskly strode out of the conference room. It was only then that the men

Ariana’s team some kind of

and make us rig the votes