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.

figured once she knew where the materials were, she’d

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

an ambush, we’ll

to mess with her. Finding

a disadvantage against Everett, especially

Nicole said, “You’ve worked

saying, “I’ll report

watching Patricia leave the office before turning to Lulu, “It’s okay now, you go rest

there’s nothing we

her with a gentle smile,

the couch,

rang, jolting her out of her thoughts.

up after today. Will you be able to swing by after

there,” Nicole replied,

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