Chapter 893
The deleted documents were gone for good, beyond retrieval.
Noah did not feel remorseful. He continued translating the remaining three documents without showing any emotion. However, his typing speed slowed down considerably.
The office once again fell into the rhythm of clacking keyboards, with no one speaking up first.
During busy times, time always seemed to fly by.
The hour passed in what felt like a blink of an eye.
Hannah started tidying up her desk, packing her designer bag, and getting ready to head back to the Moore mansion.
She casually instructed, "Send all the documents you've translated to my account once you're done."
Noah paused his work, turning to her, asking, "Ms. Hannah, don't you want to check them?"
"You've finished translating them. What's there to check?"
Noah hesitated, lowering his gaze. "I… still have two documents left to finish."
Hannah stopped in her tracks, puzzled, as she glanced at him.
"An hour ago, you had only three left. Yet, yo

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