Falling for My Contractual Wife

Chapter 183

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Chapter 183 Brian left in a hurry. Something had happened to the company.

One of the Francis Group’s payment software had a severe security flaw. Hackers could use this loophole to obtain a large amount of user information. If not fixed in time, it could cost the company hundreds of millions of dollars in losses. The security center detected that a hacker was currently trying to exploit this vulnerability. For now, they could only temporarily build a new defense system.

Brian joined a video conference. On the other end of the call, everyone in the design department was working overtto fix the loophole.

Tticked by. The ashtray on Brian's table was filled with cigarette butts. He glanced at the ton his phone screen. It was almost six o'clock.

He seemed to have thought of something. He picked up his phone and scrolled until he found Mr. Booth’s number.

He instructed Mr. Booth over the phone. You don’t need to work overttonight.” Grace was surprised that there was no overtfilming today. She was so angry at Brian that she had forgotten her fatigue. She still felt energetic when she got off work.

After Nancy and Grace had a meal, they returned to the hotel arm in arm.

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A waiter pushing a cart of wine entered the elevator with them.

Nancy's room was a floor below where Grace’s room was. When Nancy reached the fifth floor, she waved goodbye to Grace and said, “Sleep early tonight.” Grace nodded, and the elevator door closed. When they reached the sixth floor, the waiter with the cart of wine got off on the sfloor as Grace.

Grace thought, “Who would drink so much at night?” As Grace pondered about this, she saw the waiter stop at the door to Brian's room..

After the waiter knocked on the door, it opened.

Grace's room was next to Brian's room. She passed by and saw that Brian was still wearing the clothes he had worn during the day. The pungent smell of cigarettes cfrom his room.

When their gazes met, both of them paused for a moment. Brian was still holding a burning cigarette in his hand.

Grace was unsure whether she was overthinking, but she felt that Brian looked much more haggard, even though it had only been a few hours since she last saw him. His eyes were bloodshot.

“Sir, the wine you ordered costs 1,720 dollars.” The waiter’s voice snapped the two of them back to reality. Grace lowered her head and took a few steps forward. without changing her expression. She swiped her card, entered her room, and closed the door, shutting out all the sounds.

Grace took a comfortable hot shower. After she dried her hair, she checked the time. It was almost nine o'clock.

She turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.

Amidst the silence, she suddenly heard a low, angry growl from next door.

Brian's voice was not loud, but Grace was agitated by it.

She suddenly recalled their last encounter. Brian had smoked so many cigarettes and drunk so much wine. Grace wondered whether he had encountered strouble with work.

Grace shook her head and told herself everything about him had nothing to do with her. She tried to force herself to sleep.

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However, the more she thought about it, the more she could not fall asleep.

Grace got up in frustration. She wrapped herself in a bathrobe and decided to check in on Brian.

She opened the door and walked to his room. She raised her hand and knocked on his door. Standing there, she could hear Brian's voice.

He seemed to be saying that there was something wrong with the program. It sounded like the situation was urgent.

After a while, Brian cover and opened the door.

Brian thought it was Ava. He opened the door with a gloomy expression and saw that the person standing at the door was Grace. A trace of surprise flashed across his eyes. His eyes beceven more bloodshot.

He asked, “Is there a problem?”

Grace said in a flat tone, “You're too noisy .I can't sleep

Brian glanced at his wristwatch, if was just half past nine.

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