Chapter 404: Chapter 404: The Husband of Black Tide is a Scumbag!
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Steve Price looked indifferent, âThe president wonât punish me! Heâs just talking. Brother, President asked you to look for the whereabouts of the miracle doctor Saint Hand before. Any clues yet?â
Bringing this up, Sean Price revealed a helpless expression, âThe president is the hacker Mortimer, even he canât find Saint Hand, how could I? BesidesâŠâ
Besides, his wife also had a connection with Saint Hand, and she had been searching for Saint Handâs whereabouts, but there were no clues.
People from all walks of life are searching for Saint Hand, employing massive manpower and resources, but there isnât a single clue. Either he was hiding himself, orâŠ
In the room, Gaby spoke up, âSenior fellow, I know you and Xaviera have been searching for Saint Handâs whereabouts, but there hasnât been a single clue for so long. There are so many top hackers in Star, as long as you give the order, everyone will naturally help you.â
Actually, Gaby knew, if Caleb Mamet couldnât find the person, it would be even harder for others.
However, Caleb Mamet slowly looked up, âIs Xaviera going too?â
Gaby nodded, âOf course sheâs going, she has many friends in Star, and itâs been a long time since theyâve seen each other. Itâs a perfect opportunity to gather.â
He lowered his voice, âSenior fellow, you know that the members of the hacker organization have their own lives and identities. Itâs a rare occasion for a gathering like this, and who knows when the next time will be. Xaviera also wants to take this opportunity to inquire about the news of Saint Hand.â
Caleb Mamet nodded his head, if she wanted to go, he would accompany her.
The gathering of the Star was three nights later. The people here didnât need to expose their identities, everyone had a codename.
Caleb Mamet didnât show up much in the upper class, and major news never exposed him. There werenât many people in Star, so nobody would recognize him as the rumored Mr. Caleb Mamet. But when he walked in, people still looked at him discreetly.
Members of the hacker network were mostly ordinary people in reality, and their professions had nothing to do with computers. But they all had unique talents.
They could make a lot of money by taking orders on the internet, but their style wasnât like the upper class, adhering to many rules, but rather free and unrestrained. So Xaviera Evans had a good relationship with the members of the hacker network.
As people entered, they began to give their codenames and talked enthusiastically, much like a large online friendship gathering.
Xaviera had always been the mascot of Star, and now she was surrounded by everyone.
âBlack Tide, youâre really a beautiful woman!â
âBefore I even met you, I knew that Black Tide must be the best-looking, like a fairy!â
A few girls smiled and praised, suddenly someone asked, âBlack Tide, do you have a boyfriend? Are you married?â
Discussing this topic, everyone was interested and asked one after another, âBlack Tide, youâre not married yet, are you? Youâre so young, you canât be, right?â
A hacker close to Xaviera, codenamed âDoraâ girl, snorted coldly.
âWhat kind of marriage! That dog-man! Heâs not worthy to be Black Tideâs man!â
Xavieraâs eyes twitched, and her heart skipped a beat.
No, you got it wrong.
When she and Caleb Mamet first got married, she didnât know that he was Mortimer. She was convinced that he was a dog-man, so during a mission with Dora, they chatted and gossiped a bit.
So, Dora remembered that Black Tideâs man was a dog-coin!
At that time, she was just casually mentioning it and wasnât really that angry. Who would have thought her husband would be so good to her and come here too.
Xaviera was about to explain, but Dora was indignant, âBlack Tide is so pitiful, her husband always mistreats her, doesnât give her meals, how can there be such a dog-like man!â
Xaviera: âListen to meâŠâ
Doraâs face turned red with anger, âPoor little thing! Whatâs there to listen to! You donât have to be embarrassed, if your husband is not good to you, just divorce him. Besides, youâre so pretty, you wonât have any trouble finding a man!â
At this moment, Caleb Mamet walked in.
He was wearing a tailored suit with a trench coat draped over his shoulders, highlighting his tall and slender figure. His chiseled face was full of indifference, his eyes deep, and his wrist was adorned with a pricey watch, making it obvious that he was extremely wealthy.
The appearance of the handsome and wealthy man attracted everyoneâs attention.