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 an exceptional

had surpassed his peers. He skipped learning phonics altogether

to touch the computer in the study?” Brian asked sternly,

Brian to be this harsh with Nate, leaving the boy flustered. “Da, Daddy,” he began,

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

subsided

his heart sinking as the nanny pulled him into his room, too scared to call out for his

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study was off–limits to Nate. Apart from

and closed the study door

globe with the carousel Inside, placed in the

up to the cabinet slowly, staring intently at the

pocket vibrated, a subtle sound in

the caller hung up, Brian pressed the answer button and held the phone to

was tinged with excitement on the other end

logged onto the

a message, which read. [Your

files on the CEO’s

the one who breached your WL Center Building firewall for JoyCorp, and now you come to me. I’m sorry, but we have our principles. I

retorted, [Name your price. Twenty times is just a starting