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.

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

Angela’s Library

Eleymond, aside from Sarah and Tyler, were there other magnates willing to generously invest in her cause? Something extraordinary was

building, sitting at the end of the polished mahogany table, Holden

impeccably dressed, wearing tailored suits and designer ties. Their hair was carefully slicked back. This was the typical look of elite professionals.

each of them had a sleek laptop computer open in front of them, the screen of which was filled with constantly changing

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

count for Ariana’s team was well ahead of that of all the other teams, Holden closed

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

room. It was only then that

all that about? Is Ariana’s team some kind of

Fredrick personally intervene and make us rig the votes halfway through the show?” one of