His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 941: Speechless _1

Chapter 941: Chapter 941: Speechless _1

" Chapter 941

He approached Wanda Wesley and abruptly took away her computer.

It was as if Wanda had been abruptly awakened from a sweet dream, the contentment on her face frozen instantly.

She lifted her eyes, a layer of frost concealed within them.

Hawk Spirit’s eyes met hers, more piercing and filled with resentment.

"Are you Kill or are you Hunt? You two have been hiding for so long, yet weren’t you eventually caught by me?!"

Wanda’s eyes gleamed sharply: "Give me back my computer."

Her soundless aura sent chills down one’s spine.

Nevertheless, Hawk Spirit challenged: "Give you back the computer for you to cause troubles for those companies? Do you have any idea how hard it is to run a business? Which company doesn’t have some dark secrets? By exposing them, you’re virtually ruining them, do you know that?"

Wanda reached out her hand: "I will say it one more time, give it back to me."

Perhaps her aura was too chilling. Coupled with the fact that Hawk Spirit could not find any substantial illegal evidence, he reluctantly returned the computer.

Wanda took back her computer, only to see a notification that her character was killed.

On the private message, Robert Foster had sent a few question marks.

With a flicker of her eyelid, she suddenly stood up in an instant, slapping Hawk Spirit straight in the face.

Heavy and swift!

The onlookers by the door gasped in shock while Chloe Collins hit the space bar, watching the scene nonchalantly.

Struck dumb with surprise, Hawk Spirit looked at the young woman standing before him in disbelief.

Wanda remarked: "Didn’t your mother teach you that it’s extremely impolite to interfere with someone’s gaming?"

Hawk Spirit chuckled in disbelief: "You dare hit me?"

Smack.

Another slap across his face.

"I am hitting you." Standing on the window sill, Wanda looked down on him contemptuously.

Her pair of eyes were ice-cold and ruthless, even showing a murderous intent.

Sherry Sullivan walked in and scolded loudly: "Wanda Wesley, how can you resort to physical violence? And you, Chloe Collins, why didn’t you stop her?"

Her grievances mitigated slightly after rebuking them.

She had always found the owner of Fire irritating, and she disliked Chloe Collins even more. Now realizing that they were the same person, her irritation intensified.

Chloe coolly commented: "He barged in here, he was asking for it."

Indeed, questioning about the matter right after barging in was somewhat unreasonable.

Sherry retorted: "What do you know? He came in because he suspects Wanda Wesley is the hacker he’s been searching for!"

"Suspects?"

Chloe cocked her head and smiled faintly: "Is suspicion alone enough to convict someone? Did your mother teach you that?"

The sharp remark left Hawk Spirit’s face burning hot.

He chafed: "I traced the signal of the other party just now, it’s in this vicinity. Only the two of you are using computers, if it’s not her, then it’s you!"

Chloe retorted calmly: "So? Even if you had concrete proof, who are you to accuse us? Are you a cop or a judge? What crime exactly is she supposedly guilty of?"

"I..."

Taken off-guard, Hawk Spirit was left speechless!

Indeed, Hunt hadn’t done anything illegal, merely revealing secrets, even earning the appreciation from many people!

The ones who hate her, are simply people with guilty consciences...

He was instantly filled with regret. He shouldn’t have stormed over here so recklessly and confronted them in such a blunt manner.

Even if he had found the person, he should’ve silently reported the information. Whatever happened afterwards didn’t concern him at all.

Now in this awkward situation, he was in a real predicament.

As Hawk Spirit directly confronted Wanda, he asked: "Really... it wasn’t you?"

Wanda lifted her hand, her eyes piercingly sharp: "What do you think?" "