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.

said, her tone getting colder. She figured once she knew where the materials were, she’d figure out how to get

mean Everett might try to ambush US?” After all, Everett would likely expect that they would send someone

an ambush, we’ll handle it coolly,” Nicole

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

be at a disadvantage against Everett, especially

said, “You’ve worked hard. Go rest

report back

office before turning to Lulu,

up and then reminding Nicole, “Since there’s nothing

ahead,” Nicole assured her with a gentle smile, urging Lulu to

the couch, her

jolting her out of her thoughts.

today’s when Patricia’s supposed to stop her treatment for her face. Her wound should be all healed up after today. Will you be able to swing by after work?” Martin’s

thing, we’ll be there,” Nicole replied, feeling a

We really can’t afford any more delays this time,”