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My Wife is a Hacker novel (Nicole)

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Chapter 1124

Nicole walked over and checked the shipment.

"It's good," she said. "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's nothing. When can you pick them up?" Martin asked, looking at Nicole.

"We can get them today." Nicole glanced at Carl.

"Okay. I'll arrange for the workers to load them in the truck right away," Martin said, and went

over to instruct Charles.

"Let's head upstairs for a little chat while we wait." Martin extended his palm in a gesture of

invitation.

At that exact moment, a luxury car pulled up at the factory, with everyone looking at it. A tall

figure got out of the car, revealing Jared, who proceeded to glance at everyone as he

approached them. 11

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Upon seeing that it was Jared, Nicole glanced at Martin, who quickly explained, "I didn't tell him."

"I was not expecting you to be here," Jared told Nicole with a look of surprise on his face.

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to be here either." Nicole looked at Jared with a blank stare.

"Mr. Johnston, are you here to inspect our work?"

As soon as he had gotten Nicole to believe that he was not here for her, he had to clear the suspicions in front of

Nicole. Jared proceeded to glance at Martin, understanding what he had meant.

Then, he looked at Nicole with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. "Yes, I am here to inspect the work. What

are you all doing here?"

"We came here to pick our goods up. If Mr. Johnston has nothing else to ask, we will be on our way," Nicole

responded, giving Carl a wink.

As the two walked over to the workers in charge of loading the cargo, Jared noticed that Nicole was still angry. His

face became downcast as soon as he saw this.

"Martin, what are these?" Jared looked at Martin and asked.

"Oh, Nicole ordered a batch of goods from us, and now that the production is complete, we are delivering it,"

Martin explained.

"Nicole ordered an entire batch of Beacons?"

"Yes."

Jared walked to where Nicole was loading the goods. "Nicole, why haven't I heard of you mentioning this before?"

"Mr. Johnston, you have a lot of things to manage on a daily basis.

I don't think you should be concerned about trivial matters like these," Nicole said, deliberately ignoring his anger.

Jared took Nicole's hand and pulled her to the side.

"Why are you pulling me? Let me go!" Nicole broke free from his grasp.

"Where were you staying yesterday?" Jared could not help but ask.

"Do I have to report to you where I live too?" Nicole glared at him.

"You know that's not what I meant." Jared said, with the second half of the sentence remaining unsaid. "How long

are you going to be staying elsewhere?"

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"If you're just here to ask me about this, I've got nothing to say to you. There is much work to be

done," Nicole said, after which she left and walked over to Carl.

"How long will it take for us to load the truck up?" Nicole asked Carl.

"A few hours." Carl glanced at Jared. "Do you have anything you want to do?"

"No, I'm just keeping track of the time."

"Don't worry, we should be able to send it all out before noon."

"Alright."

"Go upstairs and wait. I'll watch them here." Carl looked at Nicole, not wanting her to stay there

with the awkwardness of having Jared around.

"Well then, thank you for all the hard work," Nicole joked and made her way upstairs.

Jared stood there and watched as Nicole went up. He felt that if he were to follow her, she would

be even more furious at him, and so, he turned around and left. Martin, who was watching him

leave, then went upstairs and saw Nicole, who sitting on one of the chairs in his office, scrolling

through her phone.

Martin coughed. "Nicole, what happened between you and Mr. Johnston?"

Then, he proceeded to eye her with a look of puzzlement on his face. 1