My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

“Mr. Ellison is waiting in the reception room,” Nicole’s assistant replied.

Nicole entered the reception room and saw Harvey leaning on the couch leisurely, eyeing everything inside.

Sensing a presence, Harvey turned and saw Nicole. He put on a fake smile, stood up, and acted like a gentleman. “We meet again, Ms. Riddle.”

“Nice to meet you,” Nicole said indifferently, keeping a strictly professional demeanor.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.

The assistant brought coffee into the room.

“Mr. Ellison, have some coffee,” said Nicole, gesturing in that direction. Then,

she sat down and invited Harvey to do the same. “Since Mr. Ellison is present here, shall we talk about the joint venture factory?”

“Well, there’s no rush in that,” said Harvey. His purpose here had nothing to do with discussing the joint venture.

Compared to losing a factory, he felt it was more important to build a closer relationship with Nicole.

Shocked, Nicole raised her brows and asked, “Well, I have no idea what else

there is to discuss, if not the factory. Unless you changed your mind?”

With a pause, Nicole pretended to grasp the situation and said, “If you regret the

I could purchase the factory

helplessly, “Alright then. Do you have

suggestions for the

venture. Would you agree to

He gritted his teeth and pretended to stay calm. “This is

it’d be difficult to amend the contract’s

replied nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders. She did

in the first place. After all, if Harvey

done those dirty tricks and signed the

you.

and pleasant.” Harvey faked a smile and extended

shake.

coldly glanced at Harvey. “Well, that depends on you, Mr.

assistant. “Please see

and escorted Harvey out,

please, Mr. Ellison.”

shall meet again.” Harvey smirked and

the

came to

did not even try to be polite. After all, she was

in the future?” Patricia asked.