Female Novel
Chapter 1962 Thick-Faced
Chapter 1962 Thick-Faced
The butler asked, "What tools do you need? I'll get them now."novelbin
Clint replied, "Let me take a look first, I'll let you know what I need."
With that, he walked up to the ladder, climbed up, and opened the hidden compartment.
The butler handed him a flashlight as the light was dim.
After inspecting, Clint said, "I roughly assessed the situation. It doesn't seem to be an issue with thesmart system, as the wiring seems fine. It's likely a problem with the basic circuits. So, I'll need amultimeter, screwdriver, wrench, and hex key."
"Alright, I'll go get them," the butler said, turning to leave.
Joyce looked up at Grayson, "Having a tech expert do electrical maintenance seems like a waste. Ifwe had known it wasn't a smart system issue, we wouldn't have bothered you. We could have justsent an electrician. If not, I could have the butler call someone else."
Clint stood on the ladder, "I've started, how can I stop halfway? Besides, why can't a tech person doelectrical work? Do you look down on me, or think I can't handle basic tasks?"
Joyce hesitated, realizing Grayson's pride. She figured it might be related to his health issues frompast surgeries. Knowing his temper, she didn't bother arguing.
"Fine, continue then," she relented.
Clint stood on the ladder, and it wobbled slightly.
Joyce cautioned, "Be careful, stand steady."
"Are you concerned about me?" Clint asked with a smile, the question sounding peculiar.
Joyce felt a bit awkward, considering their relationship. She sidestepped the question and changedthe subject, "You seem cautious, making the home security system so elaborate. The president'sresidence probably doesn't even have such perfection."
Joyce laughed, "Since I'm in this industry, I treat my home like an experiment."
"Understandable," Clint nodded, taking the chance to inspect the host equipment again. It was well-protected, making it difficult to infiltrate the security system without tampering with the infrastructure.Suddenly, he had an idea, a glint in his eyes.
Shortly after, the butler brought the tools, respectfully handing them over.
Clint asked Joyce, "Are you not tired of standing? Would you like to sit and rest for a while?"
"No need. Are there even chairs here?" Joyce shook her head.
"Maybe you should go home and rest first, I'll let you know when it's done," Clint suggested.
"I want to know what the problem is too. It's okay, I'll stand here and watch," Joyce declined.
Unable to convince her otherwise, Clint asked the butler, "Get madam a chair, I need some time totroubleshoot."
"Alright," the butler hurried off to fetch a chair.
Joyce gave Grayson a puzzled look, finding his influence intriguing. His orders were followedwithout question, and his dining habits were distinctively refined.
Each detail hinted that he was no ordinary person.
Before she could dwell on it, she felt a kick in her belly from the baby, forcing her to lean against thewall. Her thoughts shifted to the unborn children and Luther's poisoned condition. She didn't havetime for anything else, leaving thoughts about Grayson for later.
Clint began testing the circuits with the tools and multimeter, feigning a detailed inspection.
After a while, he handed over the tools to the butler, indicating completion.
The butler quickly took them.
Clint then descended from the ladder, dusting off his hands.
The butler handed him a wet tissue, and Clint wiped his fingers while saying, "The issue wasn't withthe smart system but the basic circuits. Two points were loose, probably due to negligence duringinstallation. It may not be apparent for a while but would eventually affect the smart system, causingsecurity system malfunctions. I've reconnected the loose points, so there shouldn't be any moreproblems."
The butler confirmed, "Indeed, the security alert stopped when I went downstairs. The smart systemis back to normal."
Clint nodded, "Yes, I fixed it earlier and checked again. I don't want issues recurring often, affectingmadam's normal life."
Joyce stood up from the chair, "Thank you, it was tough."
"It was nothing. You see, had I not come, you wouldn't have been able to climb the ladder, let alonestand for so long. Sending a tech from the smart system wouldn't have sufficed, as they might notunderstand the basic circuits. An electrician would be worse as they lack knowledge of both smart
systems and basic circuits. Some things may seem simple and easy to repair, but knowing theproblem's root is more important. It's a matter of expertise," Clint boasted. Apart from fixing theintentional loose points, he made additional modifications that were hard to detect, crucial for hisfuture break-ins without being detected.
Joyce smiled, "I know. I appreciate your expertise. Thanks for solving the big problem so quickly."
Clint teased, glancing at Joyce, "Seems like you're only thanking me in words."
Joyce, taken aback, asked, "How else should I thank you then?"
With a smile, Clint said, "I dare not make high demands. Just invite me for coffee at your place. Howdoes that sound?"
Joyce hesitated, unable to reject Grayson's thick skin.
"Let's forget it if it's a bother," Clint pretended to retreat, a hint of disappointment on his face.
Joyce relented, "Fine. Once you've had your coffee, you must leave. I have other things to attendto."
"No problem," Clint quickly agreed.