She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 261: A Box of Instant Noodles

Akloit College men’s dormitory, 11:50 PM, the school implements a unified lights-out and internet-off mode. This was to prevent students who “pretended to sleep” in the middle of the night from feeling tired during class the next day, which was also why Akloit College had maintained its top-notch academic standards for so many years.

But for a mature hacker like Jerry, this wasn’t an issue at all. As long as there was signal somewhere, he could freely access the internet.

Jerry specifically chose lightproof curtains, so his roommates wouldn’t know he was secretly online.

The mouse and keyboard were also modified with silent settings. The quiet of night is the best time to write code and he didn’t want to disturb anyone else.

Just back from the Lawrence Villa, Cheyenne started assigning him tasks again. If it were just about money, he could let it go, but what bothers him more was how obedient he’d been lately.

This task was actually much simpler than last time – just steal some surveillance video data from Crown Hotel.

There was a small table on Jerry’s bed that measured sixty centimeters across – perfect size for his laptop.

Jerry curled up half-leaning against his headboard with a toast in his mouth while both hands dance quickly over the keyboard.

His typing speed had been honed over time; two hundred sixty letters per minute without breaking a sweat while keeping an eye on screen and fingers following instinctively along with what he saw. Stealing video data wasn’t difficult but finding information about hotel guests staying that day among hundreds of megabytes worth of footage including Kate’s room number and movements would be tough work indeed!

At 3:46 AM after staying up most of the night, Jerry watched yesterday’s hotel surveillance video twice as fast as normal speed.

several people who got drunk along their way to restrooms only to end up urinating in hallways

during these few hours, two distinguished guests arrived at this hotel; one man and one woman walked through VIP exclusive passages using private elevators straight up into Presidential

night for Presidential Suites in this hotel – 20,

judging by his expensive attire, it was obvious that either rich or powerful or both! The lady beside him wore

but because Nora liked to read fashion

this year, priced at one hundred thousand dollars. The GC silk scarf around the neck looked so light and thin but it

thought sourly that if it were instant noodles instead, he could eat them for

the hotel guest list system. The column for the presidential suite did

pity that there was

the evening, Kate came out from the lobby where she had been drinking and stumbled behind a figure who followed

It was a man.

to take advantage of Kate when she seemed completely unresponsive and lay limp

reached out his hand to undo her belt buckle, he suddenly glanced

on site while Jerry wondered what could be at the

to leave since she appeared drunk. But being disoriented by alcohol made her go in opposite direction into dead corner of camera surveillance before disappearing into darkness behind tightly

from behind, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with a skinny man. They appeared familiar with each

edited it together

his eyes were going blind; Cheyenne would have

the Foley Mansion was still ablaze with light, as bright as daylight. The villa lay in an eerie silence. Normally, at this hour, the servants would have been fast asleep, but they now stood

Mr. Foley’s room. In the room, the dim light at the bedside cast a ghastly pallor over the old man’s face, making it look as if he had aged ten years in an instant. His lips were parched, the color drained from them, and his silver hair took on a melancholy hue in the

that settled over Kelvin was palpable. His stern face seemed to carry a cloud of sorrow, making him appear quite