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My Wife is a Hacker novel (Nicole)

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Chapter 1254

Fiorella noticed that Jared did not speak. She felt uncomfortable trying to keep the conversation going.

'I don't like going to places where other people have been; she wondered if Jared had brought other people to the seats

they were sitting at.

"Mr. Johnston, have you ever been to the office after returning from your business trip?" Fiorella looked into his eyes and

asked. Jared also looked into her eyes and said, "No."

The corners of Fiorella's lips curled slightly, and she continued, "There are some things you may not have been aware of

yet." She looked at him pretending to be mysterious, which aroused his curiosity.

"What's wrong?" Jared was curious when he heard what she had said. Tve dedicated most of my time being at the

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company. What else possible could I not be aware of?'

Just as Fiorella was about to speak, the server came over to serve them their meal.

"Mr. Johnston, your meal is served. Please enjoy." The server then left respectfully. Jared raised his wine glass and

looked at Fiorella, "Ms. Fisher, this is fine wine. Take a sip and try it." She picked up her wine glass and slowly twirled

it, then took a sip and praised, "Mr. Johnston's favorite wine is really good. Can you give me a few bottles?"

"As long as you like it, I'll get someone to send you a box later," Jared said generously.

"Don't bother. It will be better if I go and retrieve the wine you have gifted me from you personally. Thank you, Mr.

Johnston," Fiorella toasted to him with a smile in her eyes.

"What did you mention just earlier about the thing I didn't know about?" Jared continued to ask. Fiorella placed

down her wine glass and smiled slightly. Instead of telling him directly, she slowly picked up a knife and fork to cut

her steak. "Do you know that Ms. Riddle has left?"

'How did she know that Nicole had left? Was she following Nicole?' Jared looked at Fiorella calmly while thinking.

"I know," Jared said. Fiorella was not surprised, knowing that Nicole could have said her goodbyes to him the same

day.

"But there was someone who got onto the same flight as her. Did you know that?" Fiorella looked into Jared's eyes

carefully. His eyes flashed with seriousness when he heard her words and asked, “You mean someone is following

her?"

"That's right," Fiorella said calmly.

"Why are you telling me this?" Jared could not understand Fiorella's intentions. 'She hated Nicole so much. If Nicole

was murdered, she would be over the moon, so why is she telling me all this?'

"Although I don't like Nicole, and I don't want anything to happen to her since you like her so much. I don’t want to

see you being sad." Fiorella stabbed a piece of steak and chewed it in her mouth.

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Jared looked like he could not believe her words, so she added, "You can completely believe me on this matter. I could

never lie to you."

Jared was still staring into her eyes, seeking confirmation for a long time while he cut a piece of steak. "Of course, I

believe Ms. Fisher's words.

However, there are so many people in the same fight. Why do you think that the person is trailing Nicole?"

"My people are also trailing Nicole. They saw with their own eyes that the person followed from Martin's factory all the

way to the airport and

boarded the plane Nicole went on. Mr. Johnston, do you think this is all just a coincidence?’ Fiorella raised her eyebrow

and looked at him.

"Forget it. You can be the judge of it yourself. I'm just here to remind you that." Fiorella picked up her wine glass and took

a sip. Jared stared at Fiorella the entire time; he had already lost the appetite to eat his steak. He wrecked his brain,

thinking about who it could be that was trying to get Nicole’s attention.