Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 394

After the socializing was over that night.

Luther accompanied Mathew to see off his guests.

Mathew comfortably put an arm on Luther's shoulder, "Luther, I got this big project all thanks to your help tonight. I thought you wouldn't come, after all, you don't usually like to deal with those people. In the future, if there is a need for me, just ask. I'll do whatever I can to help."

"No need for the future, there’s something you can do right now." Luther gave him a sideways glance and swept off his arm that was on his shoulder, "Come on, let's go to your house."

Mathew probably didn't expect Luther to make good on his promise to pay him back so quickly, and he froze for a few seconds before responding.

"Why are we going to my house?" Mathew was puzzled, not knowing what Luther was up to.

"What? Is there a woman hiding in the house?" Luther raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

"That's not true ..." Mathew scratched his head.

In fact, it was all because his house was pretty messy.

Indeed, it was not very convenient for him to have any guests.

Mathew drove stiffly and took Luther to his downtown mansion.

Luther got out of the car and looked around, "Isn't that tall building across the street your e-commerce building?"

"Right." Mathew parked the car, "Usually I don't drive when I go out, I come back to get the car when I have to meet my clients."

"You're really lazy, I think you should just sleep at the office." Luther frowned with a disgusted look. He knew Mathew, a standard geek who, apart from work, spent his days immersed in the online world.

"Let's go." Mathew opened the door and invited Luther inside.

"It’s about the hotel we have been to just now. I need you to help me hack into their surveillance system. I need the hotel surveillance records for the whole day. Can you do it?" Luther raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

"Oh. I can, but it's illegal." Mathew sat down in front of the largest computer.

"You are also afraid of breaking the law? You have done enough hacking yourself." Luther mocked slightly, "Hurry up, I need the footage."

"Got it." Mathew quickly typed a string of codes into his computer.

Immediately after, the computer switched to a black screen, dense with all the code.

Mathew operated it skillfully.

Since Luther asked him to hack into the hotel's surveillance system, he must have wanted to check something, and he was not willing to let others know about that. As a brother, he sure understood him.