Bride behind the mask novel (Marguerite) novel Chapter 872

Did Maurice really use his father's death anniversary as the password?

Who on earth could have guessed that?

But why use something so morbid for a password? What kind of strange habit was that?

Manley, for all his stubborn thinking, just couldn’t make sense of it no matter how hard he tried.

But Hayes had a nagging suspicion growing in the back of his mind, a feeling of unease that was almost ready to burst to the surface.

Jaw clenched, he forced himself to ignore the anxiety churning in his chest and opened the safe. What greeted him inside was an old desktop computer—just the monitor and the tower sitting together in the darkness.

Manley blinked in surprise. “Why would Maurice hide a computer in here?”

Hayes hauled the monitor and tower out, setting about reconnecting the cables. While he worked, Manley spotted something else: a folder tucked in the corner of the safe.

He scrambled to grab it, waving it at Hayes. “Hey, look at this! What is it?”

Hayes finished assembling the computer, then quickly booted it up.

The old machine glowed with a faint blue light, casting an eerie shine across Hayes’s young face.

He took the folder from Manley and flipped it open. Inside were contracts—wafer technology contracts.

Yes!

They’d finally found the right lead.

There had to be something vital about wafer tech on this computer.

Hayes set the contract aside and dove into the computer’s files, scanning through one folder after another.

It took ages, but at last, he found a PowerPoint presentation packed with everything there was to know about wafer tech.

Detailed blueprints. Instructions and warnings.

But aside from the diagrams, all the text was written in English.

Manley leaned in, curiosity piqued, but could only pick out a few familiar words. His English just wasn’t up to the task.

Hayes, on the other hand, had been teaching himself hacking and software development since he was little. Reading English technical documents was second nature to him.

But the more he read, the angrier he got. His face tightened, eyes narrowed in outrage.

Manley watched Hayes’s expression, then glanced helplessly at the computer screen full of English he couldn’t decipher. His anxiety was just about to boil over.

Hayes glanced at the watch, calm and composed. “Tell her we’ll be right there.”

“Got it.”

As they spoke, Hayes whipped out his phone and snapped photos of every page of the PowerPoint, making sure to capture the contract, too.

Then the two of them worked together, as fast as they could, to put everything back the way it was and close the safe.

Not until everything looked untouched did they sneak out of Maurice’s office, careful not to make a sound.

It was getting late, so Janie didn't take Marguerite to tour the office Maurice had set up for her.

Back at the house, Hayes shot a message to his mysterious online contact: **[I've got the complete solution to the wafer tech problem.]**

The reply came instantly: **[Tell me everything!]**

**[Tomorrow morning, 10:30. Twilight Trail, Steam Dreams Café. I’ll be waiting.]**

For the first time, Hayes held all the power. The tables had turned, and he was calling the shots.