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.

until they left after dinner around 10 PM, there were several people who got drunk

these few hours, two distinguished guests arrived at this hotel; one man and one woman walked through VIP exclusive

night for Presidential Suites in this hotel –

man’s face wasn’t clear enough on camera but judging by his expensive attire, it was obvious that either

concept of women’s skirts, but because Nora liked to read fashion magazines, he secretly paid attention

long skirt seemed to be Chanel’s new summer style just released this year, priced at one hundred thousand dollars. The GC silk scarf around the neck looked so light and thin but it cost

instant noodles instead, he could eat them for half

system. The column for the presidential suite did not have any information written on it; it was only marked in

a pity that there was no information showing their

from the lobby where she

It was a man.

about to take advantage of Kate when

to undo her belt buckle, he suddenly

Jerry wondered what could be at the staircase

being disoriented

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

it together before copying all files onto his

like his eyes were going blind; Cheyenne would have to compensate him with at least

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 in the grand hall, stifling yawns. Joe,

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

Foley look like a figure from a bygone era, and the gloom that settled over Kelvin was palpable.