His innocent wife is a dangerous hacker.

Chapter 832: Chapter 832 Mole

Aunt Clara was not just a loyal servant to the Moretti family. She was a spy, a mole, a weapon planted decades ago by her own son.

Yes, Her son was Pablo Valdez.

Pablo had sent her away when Leo wasn’t even born—long before Alessandro and Lina had married, long before the Moretti empire had reached its current heights. He had seen an opportunity to infiltrate the family that would one day become his greatest enemy and he had used his own mother as his tool.

Clara had gone willingly. She had loved her son, believed in him, trusted that he would call her back when his plans were complete. She had believed in his vision, his promise that one day they would be reunited, that she would be rewarded for her sacrifice.

But he never did.

Years passed into decades. Clara became part of the Moretti household, trusted and valued. She watched the family grow—Alessandro and Lina’s marriage, the birth of their sons, the rise of the Moretti power. She baked cakes for birthdays, nursed fevers, offered comfort in times of grief. She became Aunt Clara.

And somewhere along the way, she stopped being a spy.

She started caring. She started loving. She started seeing the Morettis not as enemies, but as family. The children she had watched grow, the laughter she had shared, the warmth she had felt—it had all become real to her. She had become part of their world, part of their lives.

But Pablo didn’t care. He had never cared about her. He only saw her as a tool, a means to an end. He treated her with cold indifference and cruelty. He didn’t love her or respect her. He only used her.

And Clara, trapped between her loyalty to her son and the family she had grown to love, was torn apart.

She continued to report to Pablo, even as her heart broke. She continued to poison Bella, even as she watched the girl’s light fade. She continued to do her son’s bidding, even as every part of her screamed to stop.

Because she was afraid.

Afraid of what Pablo would do if she refused. Afraid of what he would do to the family she had come to love. Afraid of the violence, the destruction, the pain he would cause.

She was trapped. And she couldn’t see a way out.

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Dominique stayed in City A for half a month recovering, his neck slowly healing, his energy gradually returning. Hazel was by his side most days, her presence a quiet comfort, her touch grounding. But eventually, he had to return to his life.

His modeling project—the one he had postponed for so long—demanded his attention. It was a major campaign, one that would take him across the country, and he couldn’t delay it any longer.

Hazel missed him. She didn’t say it out loud, but she felt emptier without him, his laughter and ridiculous jokes She busied herself with her own life—her work, her hobbies, the simple routines that had once filled her days.

She thought about him often. She wondered what he was doing, who he was with, whether he was thinking about her too.

But she didn’t call. She didn’t want to seem needy.

Zeke was still struggling with his company. The pressure to marry was relentless—his family, his board, his rivals all pushing him toward a union he didn’t want. He had spent sleepless nights wrestling with his conscience, trying to find a way out.

But then, unexpectedly, he received support from an unlikely source.

Leonardo Moretti extended his influence, using his connections to stabilize Zeke’s position. And the royal family of Umbra—Dominique’s family—offered their backing as well. Suddenly, Zeke’s status was elevated. His secret company came to light, a brilliant success that silenced his critics.

He didn’t need to marry for power anymore.

He was free.

Scarlett and Zion were planning their wedding for next year, and everyone was thrilled. Scarlett, who had once sworn she would never settle down, was now glowing with happiness. Zion was mature, calm, and devoted, the perfect partner for her.

Jason was busy with his tournaments, racing across the country, living his dream. He called when he could, sent photos of sunsets and trophies, and always asked about Winter.

While Bella was buried in her end-semester exams. The workload was exhausting—theory papers, practical exams, sleepless nights.

Leo was busier than ever, expanding his business and improving security. He was more cautious now, more vigilant, always watching for threats. But he always made time for Bella, always held her when she needed him. He was her anchor, her safe harbor.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Bella’s exams were over.

She didn’t have any nightmares anymore. Her mind was clear, her heart light. She felt like herself again.

And she had a plan.

Bella announced one evening, her eyes bright with excitement. "We should go on a family outing. One day. All of us. No work, no stress, just... fun."

Leo looked at her, his eyebrow raised. "Fun?"

"Yes, fun. You remember what that is, right?"

He almost smiled. "Vaguely."

"Perfect. Then it’s settled."

But Bella had another plan.

She didn’t like the cold silence between Jay and Leo, and she had had ENOUGH. Jay had always been there for her during her cold wars with Leo. He had supported her, encouraged her, never judged her. Now, it was her turn to help him.

She was going to bring them together. Whatever it took.

..And to bring them together, what better place than Nonna’s home?

The countryside estate had always been a sanctuary for the Moretti family, filled with beautiful memories. It was the perfect setting for healing old wounds and mending broken bonds.

Nonna’s home was peaceful, far from the noise and chaos of the city. The old woman had been delighted when Bella called to announce their visit. She had spent the entire day preparing—baking bread, setting out fresh linens, arranging flowers in every room.

When they arrived, the house was warm and welcoming, filled with the scent of homemade pasta and Nonna’s famous tomato sauce.

William had also joined them. He had been overjoyed when Bella invited him, his old eyes crinkling with happiness. He arrived with a bottle of wine and a stack of old photographs, eager to share stories of the past.

And then, unexpectedly, Lina and Alessandro arrived as well.