Back when William was running his company, there had also been plenty of single mothers on staff. Unlike Tyler, William was firmly against allowing them to bring their children to the office. Even an hour wasn’t allowed.
His reasoning was simple and blunt. A company was a company, not a daycare center, and certainly not a marketplace. Rules were rules, and he wouldn’t let anyone break them. As a result, nearly every single mother who struggled to juggle work and childcare ended up making mistakes on the job. William’s only response was punishment after punishment–never once addressing the root of the problem.
Yale quickly returned with a cursive writing practice book in hand.
“Ms. Lloyd, this is all we’ve got for now. Let’s use it for now. I’ll buy a new one later to replace it for the kid.”
“That’ll do.”
Rachel laid the tracing paper over Tyler’s handwriting and carefully followed the strokes, one by one, copying them in exact detail. Luckily, she had some experience with this kind of thing. Soon, she had managed to produce a version that was about seventy percent similar. She handed her work to Yale.
“Well? Do you think this will pass?”
Yale examined it and was visibly impressed. “More than enough. Unless someone questions the validity of the signature, no one’s going to notice.”
“Good. Let’s get these contracts signed first, then we’ll worry about the company seal. I’ll give you Jerry’s number. Have him hack into the building’s security system. If Tyler finds out about this, you’ll be the one out of a job.”
Rachel pulled up Jerry’s number on her phone and passed it to Yale. Then, she strode over to Tyler’s safe and began testing possible codes. This time, instead of Tyler’s birthday or phone number, she entered her own birthday.
Beep! It was wrong.
Rachel’s heart sank at the sound. It wasn’t her birthday. Then what was it? What else would Tyler use as his password?
While she was still thinking it over, Yale had already contacted Jerry. As he explained the situation, he couldn’t help but mutter in amazement.
Chapter 689
“Ms. Lloyd, I didn’t realize Jerry had so many skills. He can even hack surveillance. Once LS Enterprise gets through this mess, we should recruit him into our tech department.”
“Why?” Rachel asked as she tried a second password.
This time, she used Ray’s birthday. Tyler had mentioned it once before, and thankfully, her memory hadn’t failed her. Most people might not notice, but Rachel knew that Tyler’s feelings toward Ray weren’t nearly as detached as he pretended. Some people wore a cold, indifferent mask, as though they had long since seen through the world’s cruelty. But if you looked closer, you’d see that they still had a softness inside.
Yale admitted honestly, “Our security system is one of the strongest out there. Even top international hackers have tried to crack it, and they all failed.”
Rachel frowned. “Your company is like a minefield. This is too tough.”
All she wanted was to help Tyler, yet somehow it felt like she was just making her own life harder.
Yale shrugged. “That’s just how Mr. Hunt is. Meticulous to the extreme.”
Rachel had no response to that.
“Oh, right. I can’t guarantee Jerry will manage to disable the surveillance. It all depends on luck,” she said.
“I know. We’ll just have to try. Ms. Lloyd, I ought to remind you that this safe only allows three attempts. You’ve already used two. If the last one fails, that’s it. Game over.”