Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 24

Meanwhile, a tiny cheer came from behind the desk at the Howard residence.

“Got it!” Nate’s small figure almost went unseen in front of the 32–inch curved computer monitor in the study.

The contrast between his expertise in working on the computer and his childlike features was striking.

Nate had once seen a picture in Brian’s safe, a small ID photo of a pretty, clean–cut girl in a school uniform. But he had never met this girl among the people he knew.

With Brian out, Nate had finally cracked the password to his father’s computer, and in a locked photo album, he found more pictures of the mysterious girl.

“Holy moly…” he gasped in amazement. His eyes widened as he scrutinized the woman’s face. on the screen.

Nate had a hunch that this girl might be his mom, despite what people said about him being the son of the disliked Ms. Harris. He didn’t feel like he looked anything like Ms. Harris. And he hated the term “bastard“. It sounded like an insult.

“Nate?” Brian’s voice suddenly called from outside the door.

Startled and not nearly done with the photos, Nate’s legs trembled as he quickly shut down the album and scampered to the door, latching onto Brian’s leg with a puppy–like eagerness.

Brian glanced at the still–lit computer screen and frowned.

has shown

He skipped learning phonics altogether and went straight to recognizing words. So, working a computer was no

I tell you not to touch the computer in the study?” Brian asked sternly, his

Nate, leaving the boy flustered. “Da, Daddy,” he began, but his

bed,” Brian said, his gaze softening as he looked at Nate’s sad little face. He whispered

point, subsided somewhat at

back at Brian several times, his heart sinking as the nanny pulled him into his

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to Nate. Apart from Brian himself, no one else was

his room, Brian turned and closed the study door with a

crystal globe with the carousel Inside, placed in the glass cabinet, glowed faintly

the cabinet slowly, staring intently at the

phone in his pocket vibrated, a subtle sound

pressed the answer

Reid’s voice was tinged with excitement on the other end of the

onto the hacker

a message, which read. [Your

his words, [Encrypted files

breached your WL Center Building firewall for JoyCorp, and now you come to me. I’m sorry, but we have our principles. I can get you encrypted files

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