Chapter 213
Zoe’s entire body went rigid as she felt her body instantl y turn cold.
Cole turned to face her, then teased bashfully, “Idi dn’t know you we re that rough in bed, Dr.
Sanford.
You almosts queezed me dry…”
Zoe finally took a good look at Cole’s face.
This was not their first meeting.
Back when she had burned her hand, Cole was the one who had driven Rosalie over to visit her.
Zoe had too much to drink the night before, and the room was lit up with nothing but a few candles, so she did not realize that this man was not Elliot!
How could somet hing like this happen?
Elliot was the one who had invited her here last night!
What was Cole doing here?!
“How are you here? Why you?!” Zoepicked up her pillow and repeatedly smacked Cole’s face with it.
Cole covered his head and cried, “Dr.
Sanford!
Don’t hit me!
I don’t know what’s going on either!
I got a text from Avery last night telling me to come to Room V809, so I came! Who knew that you’d hug me the moment I walked in… I tried to loosen your grip a few times, but you refused to letgo… Not only did you not letgo, but you also kept throwing yourself at me…
Who would be able to resist that?!” Zoethrew the pillow onto the ground, then burst into tears.
“Don’t cry, Dr.
Sanford!
I know the whole thing is fishy, but it’s true!
I can show you the text!
I wasn’t trying to trick you on purpose!
Let’s just pretend that what happ ened last night was a dream!
I swear I won’t tell my uncle.
He wouldn’t let me live if he found out about this. I won’t d i gmyown grave!”
Cole dropped to his knees in front of Zoeand swore to her.
Through redeyes, Zoestretched her hand out to him and snapped, “Show me the text!”
She wanted to know exactly what went wrong.
Cole quickly found his phone and opened up his messages, but despite his wide eyes, he could no tfind the text he had received last night.
“Huh?
Where is it?! The text last night disappeared! I remember I didn’t delete it!”
Zoepicked up another pillow and hit Cole with it once again!
Cole was devastated!
“Let me explain, Dr. Sanford! I bet it was a hacker! My phone was hacked into not too long ago!
“Are you saying that the text from Avery Tate was the hacker’s work?
So, the hacker was the one who sent me that text from your uncle, too?!” Zoe sneered.
She did not believe that the text she had received from Elliot was actually the work of a hacker.
However, why did Elliot not show up last night?
Zoe took a deep brea th,found her phone, and opened up her messages.
She instantly becam elivid!
“Who did it?! Who could it be?!” If Elliot found out about what happened between her and Cole, he would surely not want her!
“Idon’t know… This hacker’s too good, and I coul dn’t find out anything about him,” Cole said as he passed a couple of pieces of tissue paper to her, then added, “Don’t worry, I’m sure this wasn’t my uncle’s work.
He’s still counting on you to treat Shea.
He won’t do something this despicable to you.”
Zoewiped her tears with the tissue, then said hoarsely, “Could there be surveillance cameras in here?
Is there a possibility that what we did last night was recorded?”
Cole glanced around the room and said, “There wouldn’t be… Right?
This is a five-star hotel after all.
I’ll sue them if we were recorded!”
“Oh… Okay…”
Cole responded.
Elliot had personally sent Shea to school that day.
Once he dropped her offat her classroom, he walked over to Hayden’s classroom.
After their meeting with Avery yesterday, Elliot and Benhad come to the conclusion that the hacker who had hacked into Angela Academy and Sterling Group was someone close to Avery.
Moreover, it was someone who she cared about very much.
someo Otherwise, she would not have treated them to lunch, From that list of people, there was nobody else apart from Laura and the children.
Elli ot had also on ceseen Hayden with a laptop.
Although common sens e would argue that it was impossible for a four-year old child the hacker that challenged him, there were times when the impossible was possible.
Elli ot walked into the classroom and walked over to the little boywearing a flat cap.
“Hayd en Tate, give me your bag.”