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

join ventures, I could purchase the factory on

smile twitched, and he said helplessly, “Alright

suggestions for the joint

the venture. Would you agree to that?” Nicole said

composure. He gritted his teeth and pretended to stay calm. “This is something I cannot satisfy. It’s done, and it can’t

believe it’d

nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.

agree to her suggestion in the first place. After all, if Harvey

done those dirty tricks

you. I hope

and pleasant.” Harvey faked a smile

shake.

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

her assistant. “Please see Mr.

promptly entered and escorted Harvey out,

please, Mr. Ellison.”

again.” Harvey

entered the

came to validate his

not even try to be polite. After

the future?” Patricia