My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Mr. Royce, should we let Hanwick leave?” Ian asked. After all, it was fake. Ian was afraid people might question if Hanwick continued to stay.

“Not now. We might still need him.” Lawrence’s gaze darkened. Nicole had yet to suspect anything, so he felt like keeping Hanwick around was still necessary.

“Yes, sir.” Ian did not dare to interfere with Lawrence’s decision.

“Tell Hanwick to lay low these days. I can’t protect him if his identity is exposed.” Determination flashed in Lawrence’s eyes. If Hanwick’s identity raised suspicions, Lawrence could not guarantee his safety as he had to protect himself.

“Got it,” Ian replied.

Lawrence’s sight focused outside the car window, his deep gaze revealing nothing about his thoughts as the car slowly left DillCorp.

The scorching afternoon sunlight made everyone feel drowsy.

After lunch, Nicole leaned against the sofa resting. She was half asleep, unable to distinguish her dream and reality.

a string of letters that kept appearing

Nicole realized it was

muttered. “So I

help but dwell on her dream. Those letters left her with a strange sense of familiarity. ‘What could it mean? A code, password, or did it represent

soon realized she was at a loss. However, that strange feeling from the letters

walked over to the window, gazing outside at the bright sunlight. The sun cast a beam of light into her office,

arms crossed, Nicole took a deep breath and

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.

office with a document.” Ms. Riddle, this is

Nicole answered and came over

put down the document

she was left shocked while reading the information.

button, Nicole called the project