Charming Lady Hard to Chase After Being Dumped novel Chapter 822

The advanced archives had a fully metallic interior design.

Although they called it an archive room, it was actually more like a large safe. Nora looked at the room full of technology. The room was more than 5,000 square feet and there were many shelves on the walls. There were small boxes on all the shelves.

Each box was marked with a label.

Nora looked over. From the outside all the way to the inside, there were hundreds—almost a thousand—of them.

In the middle was a long table with only paper and pens on it. It was very neat and clean.

The files in the advanced archives were all highly important confidential material that mustn't be leaked. For confidentiality's sake, they had never been digitized, so as to prevent hacking attempts from hackers like Q and Y.

The files here were never loaned out either. One had to read all the files they wanted to check out in the room itself.

Therefore, there were elites from various industries seated at the long table at the moment. Most of them were postgraduate students working on projects with their mentors.

Some lecturers also had to come over to refer to the materials.

Only one or two undergraduates were eligible to access the room.

Nora didn't make much noise when she entered but she was startled when she saw the room full of people.

She certainly hadn't expected it to be so lively in here.

After she entered, a student on duty asked, "Who are you? How did you get in?"

Nora pondered for a moment.

The student on duty seemed to have a very wary look in his eyes. There were only so many people who could come in here to study and refer to the materials, so he would definitely know who had access and who didn't.

Therefore, she probably wouldn't be able to pretend that she had come in to read the books here.

Thus, Nora simply replied, "I came the wrong way."

After speaking, she wanted to leave.

However, she was stopped by the student. "Miss, you can't go. You must explain clearly why you're here, otherwise, we have grounds to suspect that you are here to steal important data from the school."

The advanced archives were Staav University's crucial capital that had allowed it to establish its position and be ranked third among all the universities in the world. Thus, the security here would undoubtedly be very strict.

Nora looked down at the card in her hand.

She was about to explain that she had found a card and came in without knowing what this place was when a low and deep voice suddenly reached them.

"How did you find this place?"

When Nora turned, she immediately saw Kelvin's heavily made-up face.

He had eyeshadow on and his eyeliner was drawn long, which made him look even more bewitching than usual. His complexion was very fair from all the makeup but the thick foundation was surprisingly not cakey.

After not seeing him for two days, the fellow's skin condition seemed to have improved.

Nora didn't understand why a thought like that would pop up in her mind at a critical moment like this. The next moment, though, Kelvin looked at the student on duty and said with a sense of resignation, "She's my fan."

The student sighed at once. "I knew it! Kelvin, we agreed to let you shoot here, but only for half an hour; and you are also not allowed to touch any of our stuff here. But your fans are even breaking in now..."

Kelvin was very tall. He leaned against the wall lazily and said, "Sorry, since she's my fan, I'll deal with her myself."

After speaking, he walked straight toward the door. He grabbed her wrist as he passed by Nora.

Nora was dumbfounded.

She stared blankly at the hand holding her wrist.

His hand... The warmth of his palm was very similar to Justin's yet at the same time, it was also different— because there was a burn scar on the back of his hand.

Kelvin had indeed scalded himself. The incident took place just a week before Justin had faked his death. Therefore, he was not Justin...

After leaving the archives, Nora came back to her senses and shook off Kelvin's hand. She asked, "Why did you help me?"