How to Destroy a Cheater Without Saying Goodbye novel Chapter 188

Eddy turned to the chief of security. "Where did you find her?"

"Facial recognition picked her up on surveillance, heading out from Arrivals," came the reply.

Eddy strode into the private lounge and gave Mr. Jordan a curt nod. "Sorry, I need to head back to the airport for something urgent. I'll visit again later."

Mr. Jordan noted Eddy's cold, abrupt manner, but for Rebekah's sake, he let it pass.

Eddy marched out without another word.

Rebekah hurried after him. "Wait up, Eddy!"

Left behind, Mr. Jordan offered an apologetic smile to Ms. Griffiths in the next lounge. "I'm sorry about my niece. She can be a little impulsive."

"It's fine," Blanche replied, her hand tightening ever so slightly at her side. "Mr. Jordan, you know my situation. I hope you can keep it confidential, no matter who asks."

"Of course," Mr. Jordan said, guilt coloring his voice. "From now on, I'll arrange a private car for you. No one else will come near."

"The hotel you're staying at is registered under my wife's name. You can rest assured—no one will know where you are."

"Thank you. I'll send you the project proposal tonight. If you have any questions, let me know and I'll make changes. If not, I'll get to work on the system right away and run a live test to finish the task."

"Good. The car's waiting at the back entrance. I'll walk you out," Mr. Jordan offered.

"No need, the driver can take me." Blanche smiled as she took the briefcase Caleb handed her, then followed the driver out.

After they left, Mr. Jordan's personal assistant frowned. "She's awfully young for a department head. She looks like a college kid. Are we sure she can help us?"

Mr. Jordan shot the assistant a sharp look. "Don't judge by appearances. She's a world-class—"

Hacker!

He caught himself just in time. He couldn't let Blanche's identity slip, not to anyone. "Just do your job," he finished curtly. "And remember, not a word about Ms. Griffiths to anyone."

Blanche climbed into the car and immediately pulled a laptop from her briefcase. Her slender fingers danced over the keyboard, and a grid of minesweeper tiles filled the screen.

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