Classic Novel
Chapter 1224
Everett didn't give Dorothy a heads-up before he dashed off to the meeting.
He pulled up in front of the agreed-upon diner, lifting his gaze to the signboard.
Gotta admit, it looked pretty cozy and romantic.
Clearly, someone had put thought into choosing this spot.
Everett swung open the car door and stepped out, unbuttoning the top button of his shirt and leaving his tie behind in the car.
His dark suit hugged his broad shoulders and narrow waist, complemented by that handsome face of his.
Just the short walk from his car to the diner had already turned a few heads.
Upon entering, Everett immediately spotted Byte 7 sitting in a corner.
Still in his hoodie and jeans, as loose and careless as ever, but instead of his usual black, white, or gray, today it was a Klein blue that made his already pale skin look almost translucent. The epitome of teenage disillusionment.
Hearing footsteps, Byte 7 finally dragged his gaze away from his phone screen.
Seeing Everett, his brows knitted together. "Why is it you?"
Everett pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down. "Who were you expecting?"
"Byte 7, trying to steal my son was one thing, but aiming for my wife too? You really think I'm out of the picture, huh?" There was no anger in his voice, just a casual lean back.
The atmosphere felt like a stern, reliable older brother schooling his reckless younger sibling.
Byte 7 scoffed, slouching in his seat, "You're not even back together. What, am I not allowed to pursue her?"
"You don't stand a chance."
"How do you know that? If you were so sure, why pretend to be Dorothy on WhatsApp? Scared she'll run off with me?"
Everett chuckled, the corners of his lips curving slightly.
"It looks like you still don't care about your server."
"I've moved it."
Everett shrugged. "Have you now? Well, let's see where you've moved it to."
He took out his phone, fingers seemingly busy tapping.
Byte 7 couldn't deny his fear.
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"Everett, don't push it!"
"You're eyeing my treasure; I've got to keep an eye on yours."
"Touch my server again, and it's war!" Byte 7 slammed the table, ready to stand up-Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
But a mere glance from Everett froze him in his seat.
"Why set your sights on Dorothy of all people?"
"Leave my server alone first!"
Everett raised an eyebrow, then showed his phone to Byte 7. "S
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"Byte 7, considering you were my son's mentor, I don't want to make this personal."
Byte 7 was visibly irked.
"Dorothy has her freedom! We should compete fairly. What gives you the right to deny me a chance?"
"I think you're wasting her time."
"How do you know she's not interested?" Byte 7 huffed, starting to lean back.
Everett suddenly said, "Sit up straight when you're talking to me."
"..." Instantly, Byte 7 straightened up.
Then it hit him why was he listening to Everett?!
"Why should I listen to you?!"
"Lopez Enterprises is looking for a
curity consultant.
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