Chapter 1210: Chapter 1210

Chapter 1210:

Colton frowned, knowing all too well his mother’s temper. He thought for a moment before saying, “If this project can be carried out successfully, you can come with me to Vrining.”

After all, Melany was fluent in Vesperan, and it was through her friends that this project had come to light. Her eyes sparkled with delight at his words.

But she quickly masked her joy with an almost meek expression. “Okay. I’ll do anything to support you.”

But as soon as Colton stepped out of the Stevens residence, Melany’s sweet facade crumbled. Her face hardened, and she wasted no time heading straight to his study.

A servant noticed her and hesitated before speaking timidly. “Mrs. Stevens, Mr. Stevens said you… you’re not permitted to enter his study.”

“Am I his wife, or are you?” she snapped coldly. “And who gave you the right to speak to me like that?”

The servant, now visibly shaken, quickly stammered an apology. “I didn’t mean it that way, Mrs. Stevens.” She knew that Melany was a vindictive person.

Now that Colton had left, the servant knew better than to confront her. So, she quickly backpedaled, offering a hasty apology. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Stevens. Please, go ahead.”

Melany brushed past her without a second glance and pushed open the door.

Once inside, she headed straight for the computer, her movements swift and deliberate. She logged into Hacker’s World, and the intricate digital interface lit up the screen.

With careful precision, she began composing a message. “Dear Founder…”

She left several voice messages, directing them to the mysterious phone booth the founder was known to monitor. It was said that using this channel might grant a rare audience with him.

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After introducing herself, sharing her contact information, and professing her admiration for him, she meticulously cleared the chat history.

Browsing further, she noticed a hot topic dominating the bulletin board — a bounty.

“A bounty for the head of Mafia boss Daniel Navarro?” she murmured, reading intently.

She noted that Hacker’s World allowed users to post assassination requests with monetary rewards attached.

An idea sparked in her mind like a flickering flame.

Taking out her phone, she found a photo of Allison and uploaded it to the board, attaching a $15,000 bounty.

“If they dare to take down someone like Daniel,” she muttered under her breath, “surely they won’t hesitate to eliminate Allison.”

But in her haste, Melany overlooked a critical detail. Any bounty involving a human life, unless posted by the founder himself, underwent rigorous scrutiny.

Suddenly, the computer chimed. “Ding-dong.”

Melany’s heart leapt. She thought that someone had accepted her request.

Opening the bulletin board, she began plotting how to ensure Allison disappeared without raising suspicion in Ontdale.

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