CHAPTER 61: CHAPTER 61: TRANSACTION RECORDS

Facing the woman’s undisguised cunning, Kyle Keaton sneered, "Dream on here at your leisure."

Then, the man ruthlessly shoved July Quinn aside and left.

July Quinn’s hands, which were hanging down, secretly tightened.

But in the end, she still followed him.

*

The two returned to the small apartment one after another.

Kyle Keaton was irritable, casually throwing the tie he had pulled off onto the ground, then retrieving chilled mineral water from the fridge to drink. Once July Quinn entered, she picked up the tie he discarded on the floor and approached him.

"Honey, where did you put the You County fairy flower?"

Without pretense, she cut straight to the chase.

"Do you think I would tell you?"

Kyle Keaton sneered.

"It seems my husband doesn’t appreciate a forthright approach, so I’ll resort to underhanded tactics."

She followed the approach her grandfather always emphasized: first polite, then forceful.

"Suit yourself."

Kyle Keaton ignored her further, turned around, and headed into the bathroom.

If he continued conversing with this treacherous woman, he feared he might suddenly suffer a brain hemorrhage and die young.

Yet, unbeknownst to him, his apparent indifference seemed like approval to July Quinn.

Thus, she quickly took out her laptop, entered a string of codes in the text box, and, using the information Kyle Keaton previously replied to her, hacked into his phone, looking for chat records.

But after a long search, Kyle Keaton’s phone had no other records besides the messages exchanged with her.

"That’s odd, how is this chat history cleaner than his face?"

Could it be that this phone is newly bought?

Nonetheless, if she couldn’t find clues from the phone, she could try other electronic devices.

But Kyle Keaton didn’t seem to bring back his usual iPad today. Did he leave it at the office?

Looks like she’ll have to find an opportunity to visit his office tomorrow.

Meanwhile, July Quinn wasn’t idle.

She quickly opened another text file and entered a series of codes.

When she pressed enter and saw the series of chat logs and some transfer records appearing on the computer, her lips suddenly curled up.

Though it was a dazzling smile, this smile now lacked the warmth it had when facing Kyle Keaton.

Indeed, she had visited the land of wealthy women’s happiness, but it wasn’t a reason for others to stir up rumors and ruin her career.

After pondering for a moment, July Quinn packaged these chat logs and sent them to those marketing accounts that previously leaked information...

*

The night deepened, Nathan Jacobs had just watched a movie with Nina Quinn and returned to the car.

"Nina, why not come over to my place tonight?"

His hand didn’t rest on the gear lever but rather fell on Nina Quinn’s leg.

"I’ve been not going home; my parents will be upset."

Being adult men and women, Nina Quinn naturally understood Nathan Jacobs’ implication.

He wanted her.

"It won’t matter; after all, we’re getting engaged next month. I believe your parents won’t blame you."

Nathan Jacobs spoke as he eagerly pulled Nina Quinn close, kissing her.

Nina Quinn initially struggled a bit but eventually took the initiative to undo her clothes.

But just at this urgent moment, Nathan Jacobs’ phone rang.

The two initially ignored the call entirely, but the caller persevered, dialing again and again.

Helplessly, Nathan Jacobs had to release Nina Quinn and answered the call.

"You better have something urgent to say, otherwise..."

On the other side was the operator of his marketing accounts, and Nathan Jacobs was very displeased about being interrupted at such a critical moment, his words full of threats.

"Master Jacobs, something’s wrong. Our accounts are out of control, posting a lot of stuff."

"What did they post?"

"It’s our transaction records."

"What?" Nathan Jacobs’ expression changed.

"You should check the trending topics list directly. Somehow, they’re now at the first and second spots."

Nathan Jacobs hastily opened the Weibo trending topics list.

The top and second titles were: "July Quinn’s Scumbag Nathan Jacobs," "July Quinn Nina Quinn"...