"Huh?"
Wang Xiao blinked.
Because suddenly… some uninvited guests showed up.
One of them was Sakura, the hyperactive hacker girl who spent half her time competing with Freya and the other half leaking national secrets for the Illuminati. Sakura wasn't just dangerous—she was unhinged, like a tsundere AI on Adderall.
But what the fuck was she doing here?
She worked for Luna, not for him.
Then the truth came out like a soap opera punchline—She was Isabelle's daughter.
Yup. The prodigy hacker. The one with a different surname. That Sakura. Isabelle's kid.
Apparently, Isabelle had invited her here to "introduce her to someone important."
Sakura nearly died from secondhand shame.
"Introduce?? I've already been SLAPPED by this man, STRADDLED this man, and SNIFFED his goddamn musk! What kind of introduction are we doing here, mother?!"
Meanwhile, Isabella, looking all noble and composed, just stood there like a mother proudly sending her daughter off to be corrupted by destiny.
