Chapter 692 The Leaker

“Phew…” Ronin breathed out softly and finally shifted his position. He’d been lying on the ceiling for two days without a stir below.

Ronin moved slightly and turned to give his numb thighs a break. A growl from his stomach prompted him to carefully retrieve an energy bar from his pocket to replenish his energy. After that, he settled back into position quietly.

Under Catherine’s orders, he wouldn’t stop until he unearthed who was causing the disturbances.

However, after he stayed there for two days, the office remained eerily quiet. Ronin wondered whether he had misjudged the direction.

Just as Ronin contemplated revising his plan, the office door lock made a slight sound.

A soft click caught Ronin’s attention. He adjusted and barely breathing. He feared detection.

When he spotted the person entering, he rolled his eyes silently.

It was Ciaran, Marshall’s earliest student, who had been working with Marshall. He often frequented Marshall’s office. His entrance was nothing out of the ordinary.

Ronin stifled a yawn and planned to rest a bit. But he noticed Ciaran moving stealthily toward Marshall’s desk. Then Ciaran sat down at the desk and turned on Marshall’s computer.

taking a second glance, he wouldn’t detect anything unusual.

glanced around and looked incredibly uneasy. It was a far cry from his

His mini-computer was already linked

didn’t anticipate someone monitoring his every move from such close

onto a last shred of hope. While not a

a dependable older brother to them

witnessed Ciaran copying files onto his storage card, he realized the matter had been settled. Ciaran might not

smile of satisfaction. He removed the card and meticulously wiped any fingerprints from

touch the doorknob, a loud bang echoed behind him. It

turned around. As he spotted Ronin, he eased a bit. Then he frowned and stared at Ronin in displeasure. ” Ronin, what are you doing sneaking around Professor Hartley’s office?

that’s an interesting statement. If I’m not supposed to be here, then what about

a lie. He replied, “Professor Hartley asked me to get something. Can’t I come in

believed Ciaran’s

his computer was being monitored? Every

Ciaran’s face. He struggled to deny the fact. He shouted, “You’re talking nonsense! What

that story.” Seeing Ciaran’s stubborn

insist you came to deliver something to Professor Hartley,

words. If Marshall arrived, it would

in Professor Hartley’s office. Out of respect for Catherine, I haven’t come at you. Don’t push your luck.” Soft approaches

was the case, there was no

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