Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 1027

Chapter 1027 

Sharon remembered once visiting Thomas for something and finding his laptop open. The screen had been filled with lines of code she couldn’t make sense of. But at the time, she hadn’t thought much of it. 

“I didn’t hire a hacker,” Thomas said. “Those people online hide their identities too well-no one knows which side they’re really on. Evidence this critical, tied to two family heads, could easily be sold to the highest bidder if it fell into the wrong hands. Once that happens, the proof might be destroyed completely. 

“Even worse, if they sense someone’s digging around, we’d lose the element of surprise-and there’d be no way to crush Jamie in one blow.” 

That was why, when Wendy had asked him earlier, he’d chosen not to tell her the truth. He trusted Wendy not to expose Sharon’s secrets, but she was outspoken by nature, and sometimes her words slipped faster than her thoughts. 

Sharon turned her head to study Thomas carefully. “You… know hacking?” 

Thomas shrugged. “A little.” 

Sharon’s lips twitched. “This is what you call a little?” 

He smiled faintly. “Phones are easier than computers to break into. These days, there’s hardly any real privacy left in smartphones. All it takes is exploiting something as small as photo access permissions to get in.” 

He made it sound so simple, but Sharon knew it couldn’t possibly be as effortless as he claimed. 

While they talked, the car pulled up in front of Kalen Group’s headquarters. 

As one of the world’s most powerful family conglomerates, the Kalen Group’s main building was nothing short of magnificent-one hundred stories of glass and steel, housing every major branch of the Kalen family’s empire. And that didn’t even include their other offices scattered across cities and countries. 

The moment Sharon stepped inside, the receptionist greeted her with a polished smile. 

“Good morning, miss. How may I help you?” 

“I’m here to see Silas,” Sharon replied. 

The receptionist blinked. “You’re here for Silas Kalen?” 

Her expression shifted slightly, her tone laced with polite suspicion. “Do you have an appointment?” 

Upstairs, Silas lounged back in his office chair, phone in hand, a lazy smile playing on his lips. 

He was waiting for Sharon to arrive and call him-waiting for the moment he could refuse her entry, let her stew in embarrassment down in the lobby. Then, when she eventually joined the Kalen Group, everyone would look down on her. She’d be mocked, dismissed, and unable to win respect no matter what she did. 

It would be his first lesson to her-how to recognize her place. 

He was still turning over ways to make her humiliation more memorable when someone knocked on the door. 

Assuming it was his assistant, Silas didn’t even look up. “Come in.” 

But when he finally did glance at the door, the smile on his face froze. 

Standing there was Sharon. 

“Sharon?” he blurted, his voice catching. “What-what are you doing here?”