Chapter 11: The Hacker Behind the Mask

The aroma of fine wine lingered in the air.

Elira sat poised under a crystal chandelier, her every movement dripping with elegance. Across from her, Frank sat stiffly, staring at her instead of the menu.

His heart raced. This… wasn’t the sister he knew.

Elira caught his gaze and said smoothly, “B...

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