My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Come in,” Nicole called out.

Patricia entered, looking a bit tired. “Ms. Riddle…” “Come, join US for lunch first,” Nicole suggested, noticing Patricia’s busy morning.

“Sure,” Patricia agreed, taking a seat on the couch.

After lunch, Patricia began, “There’s an issue with the raw materials.”

“Everett’s behind this again, isn’t he?” Lulu clenched her teeth in frustration.

“Yes,” Patricia nodded. “The cargo ship that arrived at the port had the wrong goods. We checked everything before it left, so something must’ve gone wrong on the way.”

Patricia added after a short pause, “I found out they swapped the goods at the last maintenance stop. So now, the real goods are probably with Everett.”

Nicole squinted a bit. “So, where are they now? Still in San Joto or at the last stop?”

“I’ve got someone checking, but no updates yet,” Patricia replied.

getting colder. She figured once she

“Doesn’t this mean Everett might try to ambush US?” After all, Everett would likely expect that they

an ambush, we’ll handle it

those materials, so Nicole knew he was just trying to mess with her. Finding the cargo shouldn’t be too hard,

be at a disadvantage against Everett, especially with

said, “You’ve worked hard. Go rest for a

stood up, saying, “I’ll report back as soon as

the office before turning to Lulu, “It’s okay now, you go

reminding Nicole, “Since there’s nothing we can do right now, you

with a gentle smile, urging Lulu

against the couch, her gaze

of her thoughts. She quickly answered,” Hey,

should be all healed up after today. Will you be able to swing by after work?” Martin’s voice carried a hint of

there,” Nicole replied, feeling a

to hear. We really can’t afford any more delays this