StarNovelChapter 186 No Easy Money
The call connected, and Rachel's voice cthrough ina hushed, urgent tone.
“You
You need to get to Damian’s villa right now. We’ve got a chance.”
The line went dead.
Whitney didn’t ha tto dwell on Noel's earlier amics. Focusing entirely on the rank ahead, she restarted the car and made a U-turn
toward Damian's villa, When the stepped inside, she tool Tachel lounging on the couch in lelacateslip dress covered by a sheer shawl.
Whitney innumerately understood why they'd been at the villa in the first place. So much for Thamian’s promises. They were worth less
than the air used to say
“Where the?” Whitney asked, komming the coom
but 1 slipped ssleeping pills into his chinh. He's out cold,” Kachelsa
she approached, holding out an object. “Here’s the watch. What's
Whitney took the watch, her fingers trembling slightly. “I need to make a call.”
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She quickly duled a number. “I've got it. Let’s begin.”
A few ”
They split up. Whitney stayed glord to the computer while Bachel went back to the bedroom.
The Lemon was suffocating. The program worked tirelessly to decode the watch’s encrypted files, but it felt like
an elemity.
Suddenly, Whitney beard Rachel's voice from the bedroom “Uncle Damiai.?”
Her heart sank She stood quietly by the study door, straining to hearwhat was happening
Inside the bedroom, Rachel sat frozen on the edge of the bed Damian timed, groaning as he led to sit
“What are you doing here?” he muttered, his volor grogry, his eyes halt closed.
Rachel's back was drenched in cold sweat, but she managed to force a nervous smile. “Nothing, really | couldn't
sleep-it must be that pregnancy.” “What tis 10?” Damian asked, rubbing his temples as he reached
instinctively toward his nightstand for his watch.
Rachel's stomach churned. She swallowed hard, bet mind racing for an ex
Damian tried to sit up fully, but his body betrayed him. He collapsed back onto the mattress, mumbling in
frustration, “Why do | feel satired?” Rachel saw her opportunity. She leaned forward, putting on a flustered
expression “Maybe because youuh wereout earlier? could barely keep up. No
Herfauxembarrassment worked. Damian gave a weak chuckde, rlearly too drained to question her further.
“Letgrab you smilk,” Rachel added quickly, rushing to the nightstand and picking up the half-finished
glass.
Damian mumbled something about being tasty, and she brought the glass to his lips. He downed the rest
without protest.
Rachel exhaled in relief as she watched his eyelids flutter closed. The extradose seemed to have worked.
“Locle Damian?” she whisperedtentatively “Uncle Damian?
She bolted back to the study
“He’s out again,” Rachel said, her hand on her chest as if trying to ram her racing heart. “That was way too
close. Don’t ever askto pull something like this
“No one said making money was easy,” Whiltiary quipped, already back at the computer
Rachel rolled her eyes but cover to watch. “How's it going?”
Whitney leaned forward, her heart pounding. The black box of code disappeared, replaced by a folder icon. She
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Her pose quickened as she stated the toes Records of caters to be used the screen neatly and organized. Butthar something else—
something unexpected.
But that wasn’t all
There was f the river, rescuing her from the elevator, finding witnesses
One lund ‘s worth of lingers wasn’t enough. She moved in the other.
Noel watched her, amused. She looked so serious, hertips pressed tightly together as she counted.
He reached over, his large hand ruffling her hair lightly. “Take your time,” he said, his voice uncharacteristically soft
Before she couldays earlier, she had found a hacker through an online from After explaining the specifies of the task, the hacker assured
her it wasn’t complicated. He dida Levetinend to be present imperson. All she had to do was install the prog she'd provided, and it
would do the rest.
After the call ended, Whitney vashed into Damian's study and powend up his computer. Rachel trailed belund her, curious but silent,
watching as Whitney set up the program. Once the software was running, lines of code scrolled across the screen in rapid succession.
Whitney tumed to Rachel. “Are you sure the dose will keep him under?
Rachel hesitated. “I used two pills in his milk. It should be enough. But just in case, I'll stay in the bedroom. If he wakes up, I'll make
snoise. You know to hide”
“Good plan.
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