Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband novel Chapter 809

Richeal turned around and went to call Hank.

Tell him, "I'm going to F.Y. Entertainment now to save someone, and I might run into Andrew."

Hank almost got into a car accident the other day when he was out and some punks came looking for trouble.

He knew then that Andrew had made a move on him.

The guy knew that he had leaked his life and made him a joke, and would certainly not let himself go.

So Hank turned to Ralph after a few considerations.

Ralph simply let him stay on the set, at least outsiders can not enter this side.

After Hank came, he did not appear much, has been hiding in his room.

This time Richeal came to him, Hank was also taken aback.

After hearing Richeal's words, Hank let out a bitter laugh.

"So what, what does Miss Lee want from me?"

"Only you know what to provoke the other side and how to delay more time for Ralph."

Hank frowned, "That's true, but who am I to wade through this mess."

Richeal's eyes were stern: "Don't forget who treated you as a friend and you took advantage of her."

"Don't forget that you were the one who begged for the chance to apologize."

"Also, shouldn't you be responsible for the fact that this all started because of your misguidance?"

Hank remained unmoved by Richeal's sharp stare.

Until Richeal said, "Or, you never want to see Jessica again, and the child she gave birth to for you."

Hank's pupils snapped shut.

"To go or not to go?" Richeal asked decisively.

Hank didn't hesitate this time, "I'm going with you!"

*

Ralph clicked on the tenth folder.

It was clear to him that there was nothing here that he was looking for.

But not necessarily, if he was given enough time to plant a little thing in the background of the computer, everything that had ever existed in the computer, he could find it remotely.

And then check it all out.

As long as there is time.

So thinking, Ralph clicked on the eleventh folder again.

He looked at things very slowly, and so half an hour had passed.

Andrew's face is getting stinky.

Finally could not help but speak: "Mr. Chapman, you are so slow reading speed, usually office must be very tired, right, is not every day work late into the night?"

Ralph sniffed up and swept Andrew a glance.

"Not really, it's usually much faster."

"Then are you doing this now to show your dissatisfaction with us?"

"Mr. Andrew how to say so."

"Then what to say?" Andrew finished his answer and pooh-poohed again, "My last name is not Ann!"

"Okay Mr. Andrew, take it easy." Ralph deliberately long tone: "I'm still injured, right? I'm still injured, so I'll be much less efficient, so you'll understand."

"After all, you are also responsible for my becoming like this."

Andrew's eyes were deep, and a murderous aura spilled out.

Ralph seemed not to notice, looked at the others before saying, "Why don't we all go back to our jobs, I'll stay and take my time?"

The others looked at Andrew, did not speak.

Andrew smiled, "Wouldn't that be slacking on our part?"

"Then why don't I copy all these documents away and go back and I'll take my time to read them?"

Saying that, he took out a USB from his pocket.

Andrew's face changed.

What a joke, Ralph is a famous hacker master, even Lincoln Yung is not his opponent.

If you let him copy the stuff away, what if he fixes any files?

Andrew again found a reason to refuse: "These are confidential documents here, copying them back in case others see them is not very appropriate, right?"

"Then what do you say."

Ralph put the keyboard a push, simply put the rotten.