"I mean don''t you...you know...sometimes feel a little bit suspicious of your customer?" asked Matthew hesitating. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, trying to appear casual. The man behind the counter narrowed his eyes at Matthew. "Why are you asking?" he replied.


    Matthew shrugged, attempting to look nonchnt. "I''m just curious, I need to find someone."


    The man behind the counter raised an eyebrow. "We don''t have any suspicious customers here," he said tly. "If you''re looking for someone suspicious, this isn''t the ce to find them." Matthew frowned. "Can I at least see the surveince camera footage?" he asked, his voice tinged with desperation.


    The man shook his head firmly. "I can''t do that," he said. "It''s against our policy."


    Matthew sighed, realizing he wasn''t going to get anywhere with this approach. "It''s really important," he insisted. "I''m trying to help a friend."


    But the man''s answer remained the same. "Sorry, but I can''t help you."


    Defeated, Matthew turned and left the inte café, stepping out into the bright afternoon sun. He walked to his car, feeling the weight of frustration settling on his shoulders. As he sat in the driver''s seat, he took a moment to think.


    Why had he even bothered with the legal route? He had other skills, skills that could get him the information he needed without having to rely on someone else''s cooperation.


    Matthewughed softly to himself. He had amazing hacking skills, after all. Why not use them? He reached into his bag and pulled out hisptop, setting it on hisp.


    "Why did I thought of this earlier? Sometimes I could be stupid and smart at the same time."


    His fingers danced over the keyboard with practiced ease, and within minutes, he had hacked into the surveince system of the inte café. A smile of satisfaction spread across his face as he gained ess to the cameras.


    He began to rey the footage from a few days ago, the day when ire''s news had been posted on social media. As the video yed, he scanned the faces of the customers, looking for any sign of the person he was searching for.


    Matthew, in his car, was deeply engrossed in his task. His eyes flicked back and forth across the screen, his mind racing as he tried to piece together any clues. Hours slipped by, the video showing nothing more than people entering and leaving, just another uneventful day. Frustration gnawed at him as he realized he might be looking in the wrong ce.


    Sighing, Matthew closed the video. He cross the line through the first location.


    "This ce is not it then." He muttered to himself disappointedly hopping that this ce might be the one.


    Matthew nced out of the window, deep in thought. "Can this ce be the wrong one?"


    Back at ire''s penthouse, Alex stood in front of her door. He knocked on the door. A momentter, ire opened it, her eyes locking onto his. They stood in silence for a beat before Alex broke it. "So...can Ie in?"


    She cleared her throat and nodded. "Of course." ire stepped aside to let him enter.


    She closed the door behind him and turned, offering a polite thank you foring.


    Alex gave a slight nod. "I''m d you agreed to meet and discuss what''s been going on," he said.


    ire led the way to the living room, her sandals shuffling softly on the polished floor. "Please, have a seat," she said, gesturing to a plush sofa. They sat down just as a maid entered the room, offering them drinks. ire nced at Alex. "What would you like?" she asked.


    "Tea, please," Alex replied, and ire echoed his choice to the maid. "Two teas, please. Thank you."


    "I will bring it right away, miss." The maid disappeared into the kitchen.


    An awkward silence settled between them.


    Alex broke the silence first. "How have you been, ire?"


    "I''m fine," she replied, her tone measured. "And you?"


    "I''m managing," Alex said. "How have you been handling the journalists?"


    ire sighed. "I ignore them as best as I can and call my bodyguard when they get too close. How about you, Alex?"


    Alex chuckled. "Well, I once broke a paparazzi''s camera. It was annoying me. After that, they tend to keep their distance, though they still follow me."


    ire smirked at his confession. "That''s good to hear."


    The maid returned with their tea, cing the delicate cups in front of them. They each took a sip, the warmth and aroma providing a brieffort.


    Alex ced his cup down and turned serious as he looked at ire.


    "It''s time to discuss the important matter," he said.Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    ire nodded, cing her cup on the coffee table. "How is Harris Company''s stock market?" she asked.


    "It''s still on the red zone," Alex replied, shaking his head. "It''s the same as thest time I saw it. How about Metacortex? I''m guessing it''s the same as Harris, am I right?"


    ire leaned back on the sofa. "It is,


    however, it''s worse than Harris. The stock is quite lower, and I thought it would be. I knew the stock market would be affected, but I didn''t think it would be this bad just because of a leaked news about us."


    Alex sighed. "That''s how the business world is, harsh."


    "I can''t believe that a news about our marriage can affect us till this far." She said in disbelief. Turning towards, Alex as she narrowed her eyes, she said. "You are not the one who leaked our marriage to social media, right?" Alex frowned. "Why would I do that in the first ce, ire?"


    She shrugged. "Who knows just want attention."


    Rolling his eyes, Alex leaned back on the couch. "I don''t need attention. I am the attention."


    ire scrunched her nose in disbelief and rolled her eyes. "As long as you really are not the one behind all of this mess. If I find you involve somehow, hold my word, you will regret it."


    "Trust me, ire. I don''t have


    anything to do with those posts. Instead, Lasked Christian to delete all the post rted to us on social media or even on the inte. But you know how fast social media is right? People can easily save and share those post."


    She nodded. "Yes, I know. That''s why that news kept trending."


    "I guess people really are curious about us." said Alex, however, ire shook her head. "Not us, like you said, you. They are more curious about the Harris not me."


    Alex disagree. "No, I believe they are curious about us both knowing yourpany is one of the most sessful technologies in the business world."


    ire gave him a serious look. "How will we solve this problem?"


    Alex thought for a moment, his eyes


    scanning her living room. It looked cozy and homey, just like the mansion ire had decorated when they were once married. He noticed the familiar warmth and attention to detail in the room, and it brought


    back memories of their past.


    He turned back to ire, seeing the tiredness starting to show on her face. "I have a n," he said.


    ire raised her brows. "What kind of n?"


    "We should hold a press conference," Alex said.