Norman was a nobody. He wasn’t interested in what nobody did.
Gareth was driving. If Thomas was in the passenger’s seat, he would’ve been able to tell that Mr. Wickam was in… a pretty good mood today?
Gareth felt like time had passed quickly as he drove to the office.
Even when he was at his office desk, he didn’t feel sleepy at all and planned to continue dealing with work matters.
It was just that…
When he looked at the computer, the scene of Elisa sitting in front of the computer and concentrating on cracking Wickam Group’s classified information appeared in his mind subconsciously.
Levels of confidential information were like passing clouds before her. He knew that no one could stop her if Elisa wanted to crack it.
Twenty levels were like a simple game to her. She didn’t need to take too much trouble.
How much is Elisa hiding from him?
No one could understand his complicated feelings the instant that he found out that she was Black-Eyed Susan.
He had once thought that the woman he married was a vain pretty face that would do anything to achieve her means. He thought that there was nothing good about her.
But now…
When he uncovered her identities one after another, Gareth felt that his face… hurt a little.
His brows furrowed tightly, and his thin lips were pursed.
The strange feelings in his heart made his expression slowly turn cold.
…
The next day, Elisa went to the office as usual.
Her office was still a tiny space, but today she felt that such an office was very comforting. After all, the lighting in it was good.
Just as she was about to deal with work, her cell phone suddenly rang.
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