"Are you saying Noelle wrote the source code?" Donovan froze, disbelief clouding his face. "How did I not know this?"
Could Noelle really be that capable at such a young age?
"Donovan, I've mentioned this to you before. You just forgot," Frank said with a sigh. "Noelle has done a lot for this family behind the scenes, but we've always overlooked it."
Only now did Frank realize how badly they had wronged her.
Donovan was at a loss for words. "I thought you wrote the source code and she just helped a little."
He had assumed Frank was simply trying to appease Noelle by giving her more credit than she deserved. He hadn't expected it to be true.
The secretary interrupted anxiously, "Mr. Liddell, the tech department can't handle it. What should we do? If this leaks, the company will be in huge trouble."
Donovan said angrily, "What's the tech department even doing? How can a young girl outdo them?"
Donovan's pride was wounded. He glared at Noelle. "What exactly do you want? Are you doing this just to get back at me because I forgot who wrote the code?"
He couldn't believe Noelle would go this far just to get back at him for forgetting who contributed to the source code.
He thought it was only natural for Noelle to contribute, considering she was part of the Liddell family.
"Yes," Noelle said, looking at him coldly. "Donovan, you've got bigger problems. I suggest you fix this before your company falls apart."
Donovan shouted, "You ingrate! Everything you have—the clothes, the food, the roof over your head—came from the Liddell family. How dare you try to destroy us? Don't you have any conscience?"
Noelle stood firm at the door. "First of all, my parents left us trust funds. All my schooling came from that."
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