Chapter 39
Jennifer’s connection with Jessica dated back to four years ago.
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At that time, the Wilder Group had just established its IT department and was recruiting top IT talent from around the world.
Jessica was quite knowledgeable in this area, even considered highly proficient.
While most of the elite hires came from casting a wide net, there was one person she specifically targeted, Dr. Y.
An unrivaled name in the industry.
According to the information Jessica received, this mysterious Dr. was actually a woman.
And so, her first meeting with Jennifer came to be.
The two initially crossed paths in a digital battle and eventually agreed to meet at the Wilder Group,
That marked Jennifer’s first time meeting Jessica, the legendary business prodigy and famously powerful woman.
Jennifer stood at the entrance for a moment.
The receptionist looked at her as if a wife had caught her husband with the mistress.
After a slight pause, Jennifer turned to leave.
“I suggest you at least let Ms. Wilder know I was here,” she said in parting, already walking out of the company’s front doors.
Under the blazing sun, Jennifer clenched a small white porcelain vial in her hand.
Then, worried she might damage something that could never return again from within that vial, she loosened her grip.
She lowered her head and looked at the polished marble floor.
Just then, her phone beeped twice.
[Location has been decrypted.]
Jennifer cocked her brows, pulled out her phone, and ran a counter–trace.
In less than five seconds, the other party’s IP address appeared on her screen.
She glanced back with interest.
This was getting interesting.
“Pretty quick,” she muttered, pocketing her phone and walking across the street to a nearby cafe. “Saves me the trouble.”
Watching Jennifer walk away, the receptionist sneered. “Like I’d ever tell Ms. Wilder you were here!”
She immediately turned around and called the secretary’s office to report.
By the time Jessica and Shannon came downstairs, the call was still ongoing.
Jessica wasn’t the type to eavesdrop on employees‘ privacy.
But answering personal calls during work hours at the front desk showed poor professionalism.
She walked up and knocked her fist against the counter.
The receptionist looked up and realized it was Ms. Wilder, and immediately hung up in a panic.
“Ms. Wilder?”
“Who was just at the front desk?” asked Shannon.
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The receptionist’s heart skipped a beat.
She stammered, “N–no one… There was no appointment with Ms. Wilder today. No one came.”
Hearing this answer, Jessica squinted her eyes slightly.
Behind her, Shannon took out her phone to continue checking the tracking signal.
Just a few minutes ago, the person had been right here.
Now… it seemed they were across the street.
Shannon tapped Jessica on the shoulder and leaned in to speak in a low voice.
“She didn’t go far. She’s right across the street.”
“Let’s go.”
The person hadn’t gotten far.
The receptionist hadn’t even let out a full breath before Jessica’s voice followed.
“Using a personal phone during work hours–minus twenty from your performance score.”
Jennifer carefully placed the porcelain vial in her bag.
With one hand playing with her phone, she watched the tracking signal creep closer and closer.
Then, in the next moment, she masked her location.
At the same time, Shannon, who had just reached the cafe entrance, was surprised to see the tracking vanish.
[Tracking address has expired.]
Jennifer had already spotted her target.
She rested her chin on her hand, smiled slightly, and sipped water through a straw.
Her gaze brazenly sized up Jessica.
Genetics really were powerful–how could someone look so similar?
If Jessica wanted tech assistance, Jennifer was willing to help.
It key was whether Jessica could offer what Jennifer wanted.
The doorbell jingled clearly as the cafe door opened.
Shannon had already put away her phone.
