Ch. 1366..1370: My Wife Is A Hacker Chapter 1366-1370

Chapter 1366

After getting out of the car, Nicole looked at Jared and asked, "Why did you bring me to this kind of place?’

I’m already so exhausted and he brought me to party?’ she thought. ‘Out of all the days he could bring me here and he chose to bring me here today?’

Nicole turned around and was about to strut back into the car. When Jared grabbed her and said, "Come, follow inside and you'll thank me later."

Nicole, who did not understand his motives at all, thought, What kind of tricks is he playing now?’

Then, she looked at him with his brows furrowed and forehead creased, before following him into the clubhouse.

"Mr. Johnston, your room is ready," the manager, who had stood at the door and waited for Jared's arrival for about half an hour, informed.

‘Lead the way," Jared ordered with a blank expression.

‘This way please." The manager took the lead.

After a short walk, they arrived at a quiet room, during which the manager extended his hand in a gesture of invitation, prompting them to walk in

‘The massage therapist will be here soon," the manager said, and quietly left.

Nicole looked around, and it was then that she understood that Jared had brought her out for a massage.

‘You just wanted me to chill out, so why were you hiding it?" Nicole looked at Jared and asked.

‘I wanted to surprise you." Jared looked into Nicole's eyes affectionately.

‘It really is a surprise," Nicole said as she sat down to relax.

Not more than a second later, the massage therapist came knocking on the door.

‘Come in," Jared said.

"Mr. Johnston, this is our senior massage therapist. I hope you enjoy our service. If you need anything, you can press this button and I will come over to assist you," the manager introduced as he looked at Jared respectfully.

"Okay," Jared uttered, after which the two massage therapists began to perform their massages on the duo.

"How is it? Has it relieved your fatigue?" Jared looked toward her and asked.

‘This place is not half bad. I think I haven't gotten a massage in a long time, m Nicole said, apparently satisfied.

‘I'll register you as a member if that's fine," he said. "That way, you can come over whenever you need to relax."

‘That wouldn't be necessary. I find it a bit restrictive. I prefer to come whenever I want to.’ Nicole said, not wanting to be tied down by a membership card.

"Getting a card is just for the convenience. There's no limit as to how many massages you can get," Jared explained to her.

"Really? I guess that's fine then," she said.

‘Enjoy it while you can," he replied. "I'll take you out to get something to eat later on."

Jared closed his eyes after he had spoken as he enjoyed the moment. Nicole did the same and fell asleep. The massage therapist left after 20 minutes. Jared slowly opened his eyes and was about to ask if she wanted to get dinner, but when he looked over at Nicole, he saw that she was fast asleep, and hence, he let her be to get some rest.

After an hour, she slowly woke up to find that Jared was looking at her.’ Did I fall asleep?"

Jared nodded, "You slept for an hour."

"One hour?" Nicole slowly sat up and looked at the time and exclaimed. ’ Have I really slept for that long? Why didn't you wake me up!?"

"I saw that you were sleeping so peacefully, and I wanted you to rest up for a while longer,’ Jared said with a nervous look on his face.

"Nicole, aren't there other people who are working with you on this chip? Why do you always tire yourself out so much?" he asked.

"In all honesty, I have just been busy because there are a mix of many different things that need to be sorted out," Nicole explained.

"Well, how about I get some engineers over tomorrow to help you out?" Jared offered, not wanting Nicole to overwork herself.

"Sure, I was planning to recruit more people anyway!" she agreed, as both of their ideas coincided with one another's.

Nicole then sat up, looked at Jared, and said, "Since we have rested, shall we go grab something to eat?"

"Yeah."

Chapter 1367

Jared and Nicole then took a stroll to the restaurant near the massage parlor together and ordered their meals.

"Nicole, there's a reception tomorrow night. Will you be available?" Jared looked at Nicole and asked.

"Tomorrow night?" Nicole thought for a while. it seems that you don't have the time," he said. "A friend of mine has extended me an invitation."

"You need a dance partner?" Nicole looked at Jared and asked.

"Well, since you don't have time, forget it." Jared said, just wanting to make sure that it would be best if the two women did not meet.

‘How about trying this signature dish?" Jared asked as he cut a slice of steak and handed it to Nicole.

it doesn't taste bad at all," Nicole commented after taking a bite.

Nicole went to the R&D lab the next day as usual, while Jared drove off to his office after seeing her off. Concerned about the operation to recapture Henry, he gave Max a call.

"How's everything going?"

‘Our men have found Henry, but among the people who had escorted him back here before, there was only one survivor," Max reported with a heavy heart.

‘Offer the family our condolences and a sum as compensation. After that, bring Henry back as soon as possible!" Jared bellowed.

"Yes, sir."

Jared hung up as Claus walked in. "Mr. Johnston, the operations in the Beacon factory is now back on track. There is nothing unusual happening as of now."

"You're back just in time,’ Jared said. "There's something I need you to investigate on."

‘Yes, sir." Claus grabbed the materials and left in a respectful manner.

On the other end, Joyce McCarthy was at the gym with the restaurant owner.

"You didn’t happen to see anyone following you here, did you?" Joyce asked vigilantly.

"No.-

Joyce McCarthy then led him into a private training room for further questioning.

"Our previous contact had failed to do his job. Have you found any potential candidates?" Joyce asked the restaurant owner, her eyes brimming with wickedness.

‘I've found one. He should be able to do a bang up job," the man looked at Joyce and reported with a smile on his face.

"Have you made the arrangements as to when you're going to do it?" Joyce asked.

"No, not yet. I am waiting for your orders," the owner humbly replied.

"This time around, we must not employ the same methods. We ought to change our approach. I'd like more than to make Nicole's life a living hell," Joyce said viciously.

"Yes, I understand," the man uttered.

"Remember, you must succeed at all costs. Otherwise, you won't see me ever again." Joyce glared at him with her dark eyes, her gaze so piercing that they looked as though they could penetrate a hole through him.

"Yes, ma'am," he said.

"You're dismissed," Joyce finished.

"Yes, ma'am," he repeated.

The restaurant owner left in terror at once, while Joyce began her exercise alone in the gym room. Her figure was chiseled and well-defined.

As dusk descended, business magnates and socialites began exiting their cars at the entrance of the Cosmo Pavilion, before striding into the lobby. Attending the event were many women who had secret crushes Jared, and as they knew that he would make an appearance tonight, they had worn some exquisite makeup to make an impression.

In the banquet however, Fiorella’s gorgeous dress dominated the scene, capturing the attention of the audience.

Aware of this fact, she thought, 'No one will steal my limelight tonight.’

She was glancing around, noticing that Jared had yet to arrive. Suddenly, a figure approached her.

"Well, aren't you dressed to the nines, Miss Fisher?" Mr. Russell commented as he ogled Fiorella’s body.

‘What do you mean by that, Mr. Russell? Am I not sexy and pretty enough in my usual garments?" Fiorella asked him with a blank stare.

Chapter 1368

"Uh, of course! Miss Fisher looks stunning every day! Allow me to make up for it by chugging this glass down." Mr. Russell tilted his glass and gulped the wine in his hand down.

"Miss Fisher is one of the most well-known beauties around here. I think Mr. Russell here should punish himself with two cups." Mr. Irwin approached them as he overheard their conversation.

"Mr. Russell really knows his manners," Fiorella looked at Mr. Irwin and flashed him a light smile, for he had captured her attention. is there something important that you need to announce at today's reception, Miss Fisher?" Mr. Irwin asked.

"There's really nothing I can hide from you, Mr. Irwin. I hope you'll keep it a secret for me. After everyone's here, I'll reveal it." Fiorella said as she approached Mr. Irwin win a smile on her face.

"You really know how to keep people guessing, don't you?" he said.

"Shall we have a toast?" Mr. Irwin raised his eyebrows and said while looking at Fiorella.

"Even if you didn't ask, I would still have initiated a toast with you." Fiorella picked a glass of wine up and struck her glass against

Mr. Irwin's, after which the duo drank happily.

At the same time, the entrance of the reception hall attracted the cheers of a group of girls. Mr. Irwin looked over and complained, "Young people these days scream whenever they come across the slightest of things. It really is irritating.’

Fiorella looked at Mr. Irwin and said, "Well, you don't quite know how to enjoy the excitement, and yet you still came. The area over there is quieter. You can chill out over there while I'll go greet the guests.

I'll come back to keep you company later."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you over there." Mr. Irwin said, and with the company of Mr. Russell, they made their way to the more quiet area.

With a smile on her face, Fiorella watched as Mr. Irwin walked away, after which she whirled around and headed toward the entrance.

‘Who could it be that caused the crowd to cheer?’ she asked herself.

Before Fiorella could reach the door, she saw that Jared was surrounded by a group of young women.

Fiorella's sharp eyes swept across the young women surrounding Jared, frightening them to the extent that they immediately left Jared alone. None of them dared to step forward. Instead they looked at Jared with wistful eyes from the side, while a few of them took pictures.

"Mr. Johnston, I was becoming worried that you would not show up. It seems that you still do care about me." Fiorella looked at Jared with a hint of confidence in her eyes.

"You must be pulling my leg, Miss Fisher. How could I flake on your reception?" Jared looked at her casually.

Fiorella then glanced behind Jared, and to her delight, she did not see Nicole. 'l knew she would not come.’

Fiorella went up to his side and took his arm under the stare of the entire crowd. She was beaming with satisfaction, but before she could bask in the envy of others, Jared casually left her behind and walked up to the stack of wine glasses, before picking one up and looking at her.

"You have a lot of good wine here, Miss Fisher," Jared commented.

He was making sure that he had drawn a clear line for the others to see, so that they would not misunderstand or misinterpret his relationship with Fiorella. However, little did he know that the photograph of Fiorella holding his arm had already been captured by someone in the crowd, and had been posted on the internet, making it viral in a matter of minutes. Jared was completely unaware of the fact, as he was still busy chatting with Fiorella.

Fiorella was not bothered by this, and once again, she went up to Jared's side, but this time, she did not hold onto his arm. She then turned to look at the crowd and said, "Everyone, thank you for joining US today. Today’s event is just a normal social gathering, but there is indeed one important announcement that I'd like to make."

Chapter 1369

"As we all know, I am currently working on a green energy project with Mr. Johnston, and with his support, the project is steadily gaining traction. This green energy project is far from a minor one. and I'm very grateful to Mr. Johnston for his willingness to aid me," Fiorella began as she glanced at Jared beside her.

"With that said, I'd like to establish a foundation in the name of Mr.

Johnston and myself, to render aid to companies that require help and support in order to ensure healthy and sustainable development. To make this a success, I hope to acquire support from people of all walks of life. That's all from me. Thank you everyone,” Fiorella belted out to the crowd.

Jared was stunned by that announcement. ‘Why would she set a fund up, all the sudden? And she even wants me to be a part of it. She didn't even discuss about it with me in advance. What's going on?’

"Wait, why haven't I heard any mentions pertaining to the establishment of the foundation before this. Miss Fisher?” Jared looked at Fiorella and asked in a low voice.

"It was a spontaneous idea. Let's continue with the reception first. We can discuss about it later on." Fiorella looked at Jared and said.

"But..."

"Mr. Johnston, there are many people watching, and I've already stated it. You can’t just destroy my reputation like that now, can you? If you don't wish to participate in it in the future, then there's no need to. I won't force you to." Fiorella finished, and laughed it off while waving her hands at everyone.

Meanwhile, Mr. Russell and Mr. Irwin were sitting at the quiet area, listening to Fiorella’s speech.

"Moments ago, Miss Fisher was withholding an important announcement. As it turns out, she wants to establish a foundation with Mr. Johnston. This ought to be interesting,” Mr. Irwin said to Mr. Russell with a slight twitch.

"Miss Fisher and Mr. Johnston joining hands to establish a foundation? What exactly do they wish to do?" Mr. Russell casually murmured.

"It matters not what they do. As long as Mr. Johnston participates, with you and I following along, it will be worth our while.” Mr. Irwin looked at Jared and Fiorella with scheming eyes.

"What you said is true."

Fiorella allowed the crowd to move freely after she had delivered her speech, before whisking Jared away to a more secluded space. She had kept a mental note that Jared disliked noisy places, so she had specially arranged a private room for them on the second floor.

"Where are you taking me?" Jared asked, brushing Fiorella's hand aside.

"I know you dislike crowds, Mr. Johnston, so I've arranged a quiet room for us upstairs," she said.

‘I'm here for the reception, Miss Fisher. If there’s nothing else going on, then it's best that I get going.’ Jared looked at Fiorella and said.

"Don't be in such a hurry, Mr. Johnston. We still have got the main event. I can't have you missing it. You can come up and chill out for a bit." Fiorella urged him to head up to the room with her, refusing to let him go.

In the room, Fiorella popped open a bottle of red wine in front of Jared. The both of them went on to make small talk while they prepared themselves for the main event.

"Mr. Johnston, this is one of the best I have. Please. have a sip." Fiorella said as she picked the bottle up and poured a glass for Jared.

Jared took the glass of wine and examined it. ‘She just opened the bottle, so there should be no problems."

Then, he positioned the glass near his chest. and before he gradually moved it up to his nose.

After taking a sip, he felt the rich taste of the red wine. This taste is just right. I can register a lingering aftertaste even after just a single sip.

Noticing the look of surprise on Jared's face, a smile appeared on the corner of Fiorella’s mouth, and she said. "How is it?"

"Not bad,’ he replied.

For Jared. This was already considered an appraisal. ‘The red wines I usually drink are vintage wines. I'm surprised that she brought a bottle of good vintage wine out. But then again. she had just gotten a case of vintage wines from me, as well as a bottle of younger red wine.’

Chapter 1370

I spent a fortune to get this imported from abroad. and it cost me twenty- five grand for the shipment alone. I haven't touched it at all after it got here. Some of my friends wanted to try it, but I did not allow any of them to. You're the only person I've ever offered this to." Fiorella said as she beamed at him.

"May I know, what was your purpose of establishing this fund. Miss Fisher?" Jared asked as he looked at her.

"It's getting ever more difficult to keep an enterprise running now. A number of decent projects had to be abandoned because nobody was willing to invest in them."

"I've witnessed too many excellent projects with massive potential gone to waste, and I've got to Say, it's a shame. That is why I'm trying to do whatever I can to fund those projects that lack the financial resources needed to sustain themselves.” Fiorella said as her face took on a more serious expression.

Jared began to second guess his desire to decline Fiorella's plan after he had seen how determined she was in seeing it through.

"That's a very good idea, and you have my support. However, I don't want my name to be on it. Just put yours in it." Jared said to her in a stern manner.

"No way. The fund wouldn't be as meaningful without your name in it. Your name has to be there if you're going to be a part of it," Fiorella said, refusing to accept Jared's request.

"I'll have no choice but to outright decline it if you insist," Jared protested.

He had no issues parting with his money for the sake of the foundation, but he would not allow himself to be Fiorella’s partner, as the nature of the fund would not be the same anymore. Furthermore, the public would also make a scene out of it.

"Let's not talk about this now," she said. "There's little to be gained by continuing this conversation before the fund has been established.

"Here's to you, Mr. Johnston. Thank you for sparing so much of your precious time for the event. My day became so much more meaningful with you here tonight.” Fiorella lifted her glass and struck it against Jared's.

Then, she took a sip out of hers.

Jared drank from his glass as well before he looked at Fiorella and asked," How much time do we have left before the main event? I'll have to excuse myself if I'll have to wait for a long time.”

"It won't take long. I'm sure that somebody will notify US about it soon.” Fiorella filled Jared’s glass before knocking hers against his.

"Mr. Johnston, you've got to appreciate good stuff like this one," she said, after which she emptied her glass in a single chug.

‘Miss Fisher..." Jared was about to stop her, but it was already too late.

Fiorella placed her glass down, stood up, and strutted off to the wall to the right. Then, she turned the music in the room on and eyed Jared with a coquettish smile.

"Will you join me for a dance while there’s still a little time left?" Fiorella stared at Jared with her sparkling eyes.

Jared lifted his arm to loosen his tie. while Fiorella made a beeline for him.

Jared leaned back instinctively. but as soon as he did so. he fell back on the bed behind him. He was not feeling good about it at all, and was about to get up and leave the room, when he began to feel

dizzy and disoriented. As of now, he could hardly muster the strength to prop himself up on the bed.

Then, he saw a beautiful figure approaching him slowly.

"Are you tired, Mr. Johnston? You should rest up here. you know?" Fiorella suggested. inching her way closer to his cheeks as she drew the tang of his cologne in with each breath.

At that point, she was at the closest she had ever been to him, and she enjoyed it very much.

Jared mustered all of his strength to push her smooth, slender hands that were all over his face away. However, as soon as he did so, her hand landed on his chest.

"Mr. Johnston, I didn't know that your chest could be so warm,” Fiorella said, feeling the warmth on his chest on the palm of her hand.

Jared tried his best to push her away again, before he staggered his way toward the door. Unfortunately, Fiorella went after him at an instant, and pulled his jacket off him directly.