My Wife is a Hacker novel (Nicole)

Chapter 258 

Rowan looked at her disapprovingly as she set her coffee aside. Just as he was about to speak, the phone in his pocket rang. Rowan glanced at the caller ID and signaled at Nicole to hold for a moment. Nicole raised her eyebrows as she watched Rowan’s retreating figure. Nevertheless, no emotions could be seen in her eyes. Rowan ended his call very quickly and returned. He had a slight frown; it was as if he was thinking about something. “Nicole, I’ve got some errands to run. I don’t think I can make it back to bid you goodbye. I’ll get someone to watch over your patient later.” ; Nicole did not have any objections, so she nodded understandingly. Rowan stared at Nicole; a hint of unusual emotion could be seen in his eyes. He sighed, “Who knows when I’ll be seeing you again?” 

Nicole met his somewhat gloomy eyes when she heard him speak. Her voice was calm, “I’m currently in San Joto. If you wish to see me, you can hit me up any time.” Rowan widened his eyes, “Why didn’t you say so! Bye!” Without any hesitation, he walked out the door. He strode toward the Cuckoo and gave Nicole 

a backhanded wave. 

Nicole smiled as she watched his back. 

Shawn was currently busy investigating something. He looked at the information in front of him with confusion. 

she was in Great Oak. He gazed deeply at the ordinary-looking records. The more ordinary something looks, the darker the secrets they hide. He skimmed through the information. Initially, he truly believed that Nicole was not someone out of the ordinary.

the way Harvey unbridledly made such a request, all of these

grabbed his phone and gave Harvey a call. When the line connected, a cold voice sounded from the

“What’s the matter?” 

good mood. Regardless, he still had to inform him of the findings from his investigation.

seen all of Nicole’s records in Great Oak. I didn’t miss

the pale yellow wallpaper; it used to look cozy but was now tattered and had light mildew stains.

middle-aged man with lifeless eyes. The man was curled at the end of his bed and did not look at Harvey, who was sitting beside him. He was but looking at the sky outside his window.

stared at him and asked softly,