Nora didn''t know who it was either. The issue with Wendy''spany had also happened without warning, and she had been powerless to stop it.


    "Miss, we haven''t found out who it was. They moved too fast, there was no way to stop them. We''ll probably have to find a way to pay back that hundred million in taxes. If this gets reported to the media, thepany will go downhill, and the stock will plummet."


    Joanna rubbed her temples wearily. Why was nothing going right for hertely?


    "I want you to find Omar. He''s a brilliant hacker. Call him immediately and have him figure out a way to handle the tax evasion issue. It''s crucial that the authorities don''t find a single trace. You guys stall the authorities to buy Omar time."


    "Yes, Miss. I called him as soon as it happened. He''s already working on it. I''ll do my best to buy him as much time as I can over here."


    Joanna let out a sigh of relief, a confident and arrogant smile spreading across her lips. "I know his skills are excellent. He''ll definitely be able to handle this smoothly. Even if the other party has evidence, if it doesn''t match our data, we can turn the tables and use them. If they won''t let me off easy, I won''t let them off easy either. Do as I say."


    Joanna hung up. This was her confidence. On the surface, she was a damsel in distress who relied on men.


    But secretly, the staggering wealth in herpany was her true safety.


    Besides, her mother had pinned all her hopes on her older brother. It was unlikely her mother would have her best interests at heart in the future.


    Having money in her own hands was the only real security. She couldn''t trust anyone but herself.


    Still, she felt uneasy. She paced around her home in soft slippers, waiting for the results. She knew it would take time, but she was still anxious.


    A hundred million dors. She couldn''t afford another blow like this.


    When thend was developed in the spring, it would be at least two years before the funds could be recouped.


    During those two years, she wouldn''t be making big profits, but she absolutely couldn''t afford to lose any more money.


    A knock on the door.


    Joanna felt a surge of irritation. At a time like this, anyoneing to see her would get on her nerves.


    She slowly walked over and checked the security camera. Seeing it was her mother outside, a deep pain shed in her eyes. She had been in the hospital for a day and a night, and this mother of hers hadnt noticed at all.


    She hadn''t even called her once. If it had been Wendy, she would have been by her side, taking care of her diligently. They were both mothers, so how could the difference be so great?


    It was only then that Joanna realized that, both in the past and now, her biological mother had only ever spoken of loving her but had never shown it through her actions.


    She opened the door and saw Sophia''s pale face. She frowned and asked, "What''s wrong, Mom? You look terrible."


    Sophia slumped onto the sofa, equally frustrated. Looking at her daughter''s paleplexion, a flicker of guilt crossed her eyes.


    Her daughter was recovering from childbirth, yet she hadn''t been taking proper care


    of her. Since she hadn''t raised her, she felt even more guilty.


    "It''s nothing. I went to a hotel with Mr. Wilson today, and your father caught us. He agreed to sign the divorce papers with me tomorrow. He agreed so readily, but I have a bad feeling about it."


    The Nathan she knew wasn''t that easy to deal with. For him to suddenly agree to a divorce, she feared he had some other n.


    "What?" Joanna was speechless. She looked at her mother. "Mom, can''t you be a little more discreet? this bes a public scandal, it w be humiliating for me. My movie is about to be released, and I''ve just signed with Pinnacle. You can''t drag me down. You and Dad can''t get a divorce, at least not now."