His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 193: After the Exam, I Came Back

Chapter 193: Chapter 193: After the Exam, I Came Back

Two days later.

Upon returning from school, Chloe Collins heard the idle gossip of the Fosters’ household staff.

It was about how Raine Nolan came to apologize to the Foster family today, her attitude humble, even though she was unwell.

Edgar Foster had initially planned to remove her from the research group but eventually softened.

However, everyone was clear – this leniency was not for Raine’s sake but for the Collinses’ reputation.

She didn’t listen much, uninterested.

After chatting with Evelyn Thompson for a while, she returned to her room to change into more casual attire.

Just as she finished changing, the sound of claws scratching came from her door.

There was no need to guess, it was the Samoyed.

She loved this puppy and opened the door in high spirits.

As expected, the puppy squatted on the ground, wagging its bright pink tail at her, smiling.

A small basket was attached to its chubby body. Opening it, there was a set of notes inside.

They seemed freshly printed, brand new, even carrying the scent of ink.

It was... Chemistry study material.

Among them was a small card.

[I have to go on a business trip for a few days, I’ll be back the day your exam ends.]

Almost immediately, Chloe envisioned the man leaning over and whispering in her ear.

These words felt... bewitching.

She put down the card and casually set the notes aside.

After some thought, she picked up the puppy’s leash and said, "Let’s go, I’ll take you out for a walk."

The puppy immediately scampered out.

She leisurely walked along, one hand in her pocket, the other effortlessly leading the bounding puppy, a slight smile on her face.

In the evening, she and Layla Lowell discussed the latest research developments.

It was now past nine in the evening, Layla was still at the base laboratory, just getting changed.

With a phone in one hand and flipping through a comic book with the other, Chloe said, "It’s too late now, stay the night at the base, there are rooms there."

The sound of wind mixed with Layla’s voice came through, "No, no, a friend of mine ran into some trouble at the bar, I’ll make a quick trip there. I’m about to drive, I’ll hang up now."

The call ended immediately after.

Seeing that the time was just about right, Chloe began to get ready to attend to some serious matters.

She was in a great mood today, because Alexander Foster was on a business trip.

With him gone, she could visit that basement once more and, in addition to looking for Emma Foster’s notes, she could also search for the materials for his medicinal baths.

She had made up her mind to do so after she had smelled the strange fragrance the other night.

It was late at night, the whole house was quiet, even the Samoyed was sleeping peacefully in his dog house.

Following her memory, she easily arrived at Alexander Foster’s basement.

It was still decorated with an overwhelming sense of technology, below the stairs, was the security identification system. If any unregistered face enters, the alarm will be triggered.

About this, Chloe’s solution was to shut down the power, but that would be troublesome, and she wouldn’t be able to check his computer and other devices.

This time, she decided to take a risk.

To regard this as her last visit here.

In this way, even if Alexander Foster discovered traces of an intrusion, it would not have a significant impact on her.

With this thought, she twisted the cold silver ring on her hand, and a silver thread suddenly shot out, grabbing the top of the monitor.

The end of the silver thread was a little claw, which was now embedded in the crevice of the monitor.

She fixed her eyes on the monitor, turned her wrist, and promptly dislodged it with a swift movement.

She quickly went to the computer, turned it on, and as expected, it was password-protected.

She tackled the hacking confidently, but it wasn’t as smooth as she had imagined.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.