Chapter 672


    Heather had no idea what the outside world looked like now. The more she did not know, the more


    her panic spiraled. She felt utterly powerless, unable to do anything.


    During the flight, there was a rough patch that had Heather, who was blindfolded, convinced they


    were about to throw her out of the ne.


    "I need to see Everett. I have something urgent to discuss with him!"


    It was herst card to y. If she did not, who knew if she would even make it off this ne alive?


    But Heather''s plea did not seem to catch anyone''s attention.


    The flight attendants, acting as her escorts, thought she had lost her marbles.


    The Lopez family''s golden boy, Everett? He was not someone one could just summon. They had no


    clue who to contact, even if they wanted to convey her message.


    "You tell Everett I have information about Dorothy! And I need to tell him face to face!"


    Heather always knew how to y her cards right.


    Just shouting for Everett would not bring him to her, but if it was about Dorothy, she was sure it


    would get his attention.


    ...


    Dorothy was oblivious to Heather''s predicament.


    Her mind was upied with Byte 7, hoping to secure the restored sh drive before Everett caught


    wind of the truth.


    If the Lopez family had intercepted her before that, all her efforts would have been for naught.


    Taking advantage of Everett being tied up with corporate affairs, Dorothy snuck to a secluded bench


    behind the hospital to call Byte 7.


    She did not have much hope he would answer; the guy was an enigma with a notoriously quirky


    personality.


    To her surprise, after just two rings, he picked up.


    "What''s up?"


    His voice was as indifferent and impatient as usual, clearly recognizing the caller.


    Dorothy did not beat around the bush. "How''s the sh drive recovery going? You said a month..."


    "Almost done." Byte 7 was terse, answering her question before adding, "Have you prepared the


    rest of the payment?"


    "Yeah." Dorothy gripped her phone, constantly scanning her surroundings in case Everett showed


    up. "You send me the video of the sh drive recovery, and I''ll transfer the money to you."


    Byte 7 chuckled softly on the other end.


    "Are you sure you don''t want to be my girlfriend for a week?"


    "I have the final payment ready."


    "Just a week, seven days." Byte 7 did not care for her response, sticking to his script. "I won''t do


    anything to you."


    Dorothy frowned.


    Thest thing she wanted to do was negotiate terms of affection with Byte 7.


    "Our initial deal was that if I could not pay, I''d agree to be your girlfriend for a week. But now, I have


    the money!"


    "So typical of Everett''s girl, looking down on me, right?"


    Speechless, Dorothy wanted tosh out, but she could not afford to antagonize Byte 7 at this


    moment. "I just hope you''ll honor the spirit of our agreement."


    Byte 7ughed again, his voice deepening, losing the carefree tone of youth. "I''ve already checked


    your ount; I know you''ve gathered the final payment."


    "Then why ask?"


    "If I can get into your ount, I can freeze or transfer that money, preventing you from making the


    payment."


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    Dorothy''s hand clenched into a fist. "What do you really want?"


    "I want to date you."