NovelEnglishElliot stared them down coldly as he pursed his lips.
‘I'm finding that traitor even if that's the last thing | do!" He thought.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe next morning, Avery opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was Mike's face.
"You're awake, Avery!" Mike adjusted her bed and passed her a bowl of soup. "Have some soup.” She had not fully woken up yet and accepted the bow! dazedly.
"How do you feel today?" Mike sat down by the bed and stared at her face. "Why didn't you tell me that something like that has happened to the company, and came back on your own instead? | would die of guilt if something happened to you." Avery sobered. "You are drunk, how was | supposed to let you know?" "Alright! | shouldn't have drunk with Elliot! " Mike sighed and said, "but we should really thank him this time. He helped us find the traitor.” Avery's lashes shivered at the words as she asked with a hoarse voice, "who was it? Who betrayed us?" "The technical department.” Mike lowered his head because he was the one responsible for the technical department.
Avery frowned. "l asked who, not which department.” "All employees from the technical department,” Mike took a deep breath and gritted out, "those fools went causing troubles when they were out for a gathering and someone took photos of them. They were then threatened to exchange the photos with the microchip and so they plotted together and stole the microchip.” "Who did they give it to?!" Avery was taken by surprise, but knew that she had to face reality.
"They said that they didn't know, because the person wore a mask and used a voice changer, so they couldn't tell who it was." Avery had lost all appetite and handed the bowl of soup back to Mike.
"Have some, Avery! Don't torture yourself," Mike said guiltily, "it's my fault. | shouldn't have trusted them." "| feel dizzy right now. | will have the soup later." Avery laid back down and started thinking of counter moves.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe person who took the microchip had to be either Wanda, or another competitor from the same industry. Soon enough, there would be a company that would launch their products with br?d$>RMS< new updates and it would crush Tate Industries.
An hour later, Elliot arrived at the hospital to visit Avery.
He had dropped by at three in the morning, but left after a glance as Avery was still sleeping at the time. It was half past eight in the morning and he had only slept for less than four hours; his eyes were red.
When Mrs. Cooper saw him approaching, she immediately said, "Avery just had her breakfast and said she felt dizzy, so she went back to sleep.” He stepped towards the bed and stared at Avery's paled face. Her brows furrowed and appeared uneasy even in her sleep.
Suddenly, his phone started ringing. He immediately answered the call and walked towards the balcony.
"Mr. Foster, | got it. The stolen microchip that belonged to Tate Industries is now in the hands of Wanda Tate!" His subordinate said, "they have successfully cracked the code open so there's no point of recovering it!" Meanwhile, Avery slowly opened her eyes from the bed.
She stared at Elliot's slim, yet strong figure from behind and struggled to get up from the bed.
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