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CHAPTER 16

Author: ari noana
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Nathan POV:

My day started like any other. I woke up next to Camille, who was glowing and already showing our baby bump. She was happily browsing a wedding magazine, talking excitedly about lace versus satin. While she chattered, I got dressed for boring meetings about expanding our "RetinaBank" system. Just another normal day, full of usual problems.

I didn't know then how quickly things would change. It was like a calm moment before a storm.

I was drinking coffee and checking the company's finances when my phone went crazy. Texts flew in, emails kept dinging, and unknown numbers kept calling. Before I even understood what was happening, Dad's face appeared on my phone screen, looking stressed.

"What's going on with RetinaBank?!" he yelled without even saying hello. "The whole system crashed!"

I felt a knot form in my stomach. This couldn't be real. "I don't get it," I said carefully. "Everything was working fine when I left yesterday. Did the team overseas upload bad code?"

"I wish
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