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.

happening? She was just as confounded

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

conference room atop the BRD Group’s building, sitting at the end of the polished mahogany table, Holden tapped his fingers

front of him. These men were all impeccably dressed, wearing tailored suits and 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

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

to influence the online voting. It was only when the talent show host announced the end of the

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

the men around the table, “Well done, gentlemen.

It was only then that the men finally dared to speak, albeit

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

rig the votes halfway through the show?” one