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My Wife is a Hacker novel (Nicole)

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Chapter 2893

Deep down, Nicole knew that letting the bomb go off would be much more ideal than defusing it. This would trick

Damien into thinking that his plan had succeeded. The flip side to allowing the blast to occur, however, was that

Nicole's family would be in for a shock of their lives.

And since she did not want her family to think that the blast had affected her, she decided to defuse it.

"I trust that you know what you're doing, but we don’t have any tools to work with. Can you do it?" Jared asked.

After all, Nicole was once the Turmann family's chief weapons designer. Thus, defusing a simple bomb would be a

piece of cake for her. However, Nicole did not have the tools she needed at the moment, prompting Jared to

wonder how it would be possible.

Resourceful as always, Nicole smirked at the look of doubt on him. Then, she pulled a bobby pin out of her hair, and

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with a slight twist, the pin transformed into a long needle, one end with a sharp, jagged tip.

Pleasantly surprised by what she just did, Jared smiled, shook his head, and asked, "When did you design that?"

"Quite some time ago. Originally, it was meant for selfdefense. I didn't expect that I can finally put it to good use

today," Nicole answered.

Then, she lowered her head to examine the bomb structure, during which she began thinking about how to defuse

it safely and properly. She had less than a minute left on the clock, and so, she had to hurry up. And as expected,

with her brain on overdrive, she discovered what she needed to do less than fifteen seconds later.

Smirking, Nicole gave Jared a nod of confidence. "So that's how it is."

On the surface, the bomb structure seemed complicated, but it was all just a cover-up. The bomb was constructed

with the most basic wiring principles. The wires in question were primed to a charge which would set off once the

countdown ended, detonating the block of C4 at the base. Therefore, the solution was simple: severe the wire.

After carefully inspecting the wiring structure of the bomb, Nicole positioned the blade of her makeshift knife near

the green wire and severed it.

Tick!

Following a distinct, signature beep, the timer stopped, and the green light on top of the contraption faded into

nothing.

"Phew!" Nicole sighed in relief, wiping away the beads of sweat on her forehead.

Thankfully, Nicole's plan worked as intended. If she failed to defuse the bomb, this could very well be Nicole's and

Jared's undoing should they not be able to sprint away in time.

Sighing in relief, Jared patted Nicole on the shoulder. "It's over now. Let's go home."

Nodding with a smile, Nicole proceeded to repackage the bomb and followed Jared back to the Riddle residence.

In the dining room, everyone began bombarding the couple with questions the instant they saw them walking in.

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"What on earth happened?"

"Nothing, really. It was sent to the wrong person." Nicole casually brushed their concerns off, not wanting to disclose

the truth to her family.

"I see," Lulu played along, understanding that it was just an excuse. "Since you're fine, let's have dinner."

"Yeah, sure," Nicole replied, and sat down beside Jared.

Nobody else in the family had noticed anything wrong with the couple, so they continued their meal without so

much as a mention of the incident. Meanwhile, Nicole and Lulu exchanged glances, knowing what each other were

thinking.

Lulu was relieved to know that Nicole had dealt with the problem. As this was neither the time nor place to discuss

it, Lulu maintained her silence. However, Nicole and Lulu's gestures did not escape June's notice. She, too, had

noticed that there was something odd about the situation, but she opted to keep her mouth shut, for she did not

want the dinner to devolve into a panicky mess.