My Sister Hid Her Boyfriend Inside My Marketing Firm Until Her Dinner Party

a strand of hair behind her ear, her fingers moving with a sudden, jerky speed. “I hired a freelance developer from an online board, Olivia. I didn’t write the code myself.”

“Then your developer had access to our secure server,” I said. “But they didn’t get it from an online board.”

Nancy leaned forward, her silver charm bracelet clinking continue reading …