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

ventures, I could purchase the factory

twitched, and he said helplessly, “Alright then. Do you

or suggestions for

you withdraw from the venture. Would you agree to that?”

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

also believe it’d be difficult to amend

shoulders. She did

first place. After all, if Harvey

done those dirty tricks and

honor to collaborate with you. I hope

Harvey faked a smile and extended a hand

shake.

coldly glanced at Harvey. “Well, that

her assistant. “Please see Mr. Ellison

and escorted Harvey out, saying, “This

please, Mr. Ellison.”

meet again.” Harvey

entered the

came to

even try to be polite. After all, she was happy that she irritated

the future?” Patricia asked.