Chapter 302
Noelle couldn’t quite remember how she left the hospital.
It was still summer in Coppersville, and the sun was shining brightly. Yet, as its rays fell on her, she felt no warmth only the chill of cold sweat trickling down her back, making her teeth chatter uncontrollably.
The taxi soon pulled up to Nivis Villa.
Staring at the familiar yet estranged place before her, Noelle suddenly recalled Craig’s words from earlier this was their only chance.
Craig might have been thinking about using that evidence to threaten Hendrix, forcing him into some sort of compromise. But Noelle’s thoughts went far beyond that. She understood Hendrix too well.
Even if he were pressured into a temporary concession, he would undoubtedly find a way to recover whatever losses he’d suffered. With someone like him, there was no room for mercy.
It was like facing a predator on the savannah. Superficial wounds would only provoke his fury. To truly win, she needed to find the right moment and strike a fatal blow.
Noelle stepped out of the car.
No matter what, she had lived here for two years. She knew the layout of Nivis Villa better than anyone else. Before long, she stood in front of Hendrix’s study door.
He had told her that morning he’d be very busy, which meant he wouldn’t be back anytime soon. While it wasn’t certain that the files she needed would be here, for Noelle, this was an opportunity she couldn’t afford to miss.
But she immediately became stumped at the sight of the passcode lock. She tried Hendrix’s birthday, then his phone passcode, and even shamelessly entered her own birthday. Each time, the lock beeped with an error.
Noelle racked her brain, and after a moment, she decided to try another set of numbers–one she thought was highly unlikely.
The door opened.
When the confirmation chime rang out, Noelle froze for a moment.
It was their wedding anniversary.
Hendrix, who had never celebrated it and had been reluctant even on their wedding day, had actually used that date as his passcode. The thought was almost… laughable.
But Noelle didn’t have the time or energy to dwell on it. Once inside the study, she immediately began searching the desk. She knew it was unlikely Hendrix would leave such critical documents lying around, but she wasn’t about to overlook any possibility.
Thinking back, Hendrix’s connection with Mondivera wast particularly deep. She only knew about it because during one of their wild encounters in the study, she had accidentally glimpsed him tracking their stock trends.
But then, he had casually mentioned it to her. As for what role he played in that fund or the daily fluctuations in capital, Noelle knew absolutely nothing.
After combing through the massive desk, she found nothing. Finally, her gaze fell on his computer. Unsurprisingly, it was password protected as well.
She tried several combinations, and in the end, the computer locked her out, displaying a message that verification via email was required to reset the password.
1/2
+25 BONUS
The email, of course, would go straight to Hendrix. But Noelle didn’t panic. Instead, she calmly sat down in his chair and waited for his call.
As expected, a few minutes later, Hendrix’s call came through.
“Where are you?” His voice was normal, with no trace of urgency or alarm.
“Nivis Villa,” Noelle replied just as calmly. “In your study.”
“I needed to use your computer for something, but I couldn’t figure out the password.”
Hendrix suddenly laughed.
and was
Noelle couldn’t see his expression, so she had no way of knowing if he had already guessed her intentions and was mocking her for overestimating herself.
