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.

7 PM until they left after dinner around 10 PM, there were several people who got drunk along their way to restrooms

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

looked up how much it costs per night for Presidential Suites in this hotel – 20, 000 dollars! It made him envious

either rich or powerful or both! The lady beside him wore white haute couture dress

of women’s skirts, but because Nora liked to

hundred thousand

were instant noodles instead, he could eat

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

was a pity that there was no information showing their

evening, Kate came out from the lobby where she had

It was a man.

take advantage of Kate when she seemed completely unresponsive and

he suddenly glanced towards the

wondered what could be at the staircase causing such an unexpected

three minutes later when a cleaning lady woke up Kate calling her to leave since she appeared drunk. But being disoriented by alcohol made her go in opposite direction into dead corner of

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

this important segment and finally edited it together

blind; Cheyenne would have to compensate him with at least one box

been fast asleep, but they now stood in the grand hall, stifling yawns. Joe, his face tinged

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

like a figure from a bygone era, and the gloom that settled over Kelvin was palpable. His stern face seemed to carry a