My Wife is a Hacker Chapter 384

Dillion instinctively assumed Nicole must be the one who kicked him because she had almost made him
kneel back then. The fact that he did not have to kneel in the end did not lessen his shame, however.

‘It must be Nicole trying to put me in embarrassment again!’

“You still have the nerve to call Nicole? You deserve being kicked!” said Mr. Riddle Sr.

Dillon’s face turned pale as he was harshly reprimanded by his father.

‘Dad actually let Nicole kick me?! He doesn’t even bother that I’m an elder family member and put me in
a tight spot!’

Karen could not help to speak, “Dad! No matter what. Dillon is still an elder member of the family.”

As she said that, she ran to Dillon, wanting to help him up. But Mr. Riddle Sr. said in an icy cold voice,
“Don’t any of you dare to help him up!”

His words had startled Karen. She immediately drew back her hands.

Mr. Riddle Sr. looked at Dillon’s eyes; they were full of shock. He said indifferently, without a trace of pity
in his voice, “I repeat, apologize to Mrs. Wallace Sr. now!”

Dillon did not expect Mr. Riddle Sr. to want him to apologize to Mrs. Wallace Sr. He looked at Mr. Riddle
Sr. and then at Nicole, who was staring him down. He could barely hide his resentment.

However, he knew that there would be no end to this if he did not apologize to her. So he could only keep
his head low while enduring his anger and said, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”



‘D*mn Nicole! It’s all because of her that I have to humble myself to apologize to a filthy beggar!’ thought
Dillon, who was glaring at Nicole with hateful eyes as though he had wanted to skin her alive.

But Mr. Riddle Sr. thrashed the ground with his walking stick and frowned. “What face are you showing
her!”

Mr. Riddle Sr.’s action sent Dillon shivers. He immediately lowered his head, trying to hide his facial
expression.

On the other hand, Nicole did not miss the resentful look on Dillon’s face while watching the scene.

‘Uncle Dillon must be holding a grudge against grandma and me. Grandpa is here now, so Uncle Dillon
has no balls to harm us. But what if when grandpa is not around?’ There was a ruthless glint in Nicole’s
eyes. Only when she retracted her gaze to Mrs. Wallace Sr. and saw her grandmother’s comforting smile
did the frost in her eyes thaw.

Mr. Riddle Sr. thought Dillon had sincerely apologized, so he no longer stopped Karen from helping
Dillon up. He walked to Mrs. Wallace Sr. with a smile on his stern face.

“So you’re Nicole’s grandmother?”

Mrs. Wallace Sr. nodded. She could tell that the man before her was the head of the Riddles. She had
thought him to be a strict person. But now she noticed that he seemed to highly regard Nicole.

At the thought of this, Mrs. Wallace Sr. no longer felt worried about Nicole.

“Yes. And you must be her grandfather,” said Mrs. Wallace Sr. with a gentle smile. Mr. Riddle Sr. nodded.

“You’re right. Thank you for taking care of Nicole all these years. It’s a pleasure to have you in San Joto.
Please stay with us for dinner.” Once he said that he asked the kitchen to prepare meals.



After that, he said to Daniel, “Call everybody. Tell them to get here to welcome Mrs. Wallace Sr.”

“There’s no need for that. Mr. Riddle Sr…”

Mrs. Wallace Sr, kindly declined the treatment. She felt that someone like her did not deserve such an
effusive welcome from the Riddle family. However, Mr. Riddle Sr. held a different opinion.

“You shouldn’t have felt this way. Nicole’s family is my family. It’s a rare chance to finally have you in San
Joto. Why not you stay here for some time? We can show you around.”

Dillon’s facial expression distorted when he heard Mr. Riddle Sr.

‘No way I’m gonna stay with this old beggar under one roof! This is the Riddle residence. Even Karen
and I only get to stay here for a few days every month. Who is this old hag to get special treatment?”

Karen held the same thought. But when she was about to speak her mind, Mr. Riddle Sr.’s words came
to her mind. In the end, she could only swallow her words back down her throat.


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