My Wife is a Hacker (Nicole Riddle and Jared)

Snow was embarrassed but could only hold out her hand to Jared. 

“Hello Mr. Johnston, I am Snow, Nicole’s cousin. Nice to meet you.”

She smiled and fiddled with her hair, trying to impress Jared. No boy at school could resist her suggestive teasing, and she thought Jared was no exception. But Jared just nodded casually. 

“Nice to meet you.” Snow and Raine tried their entire bag of tricks to impress Jared but hit a wall when Jared snubbed them.

Norah immediately snapped back and wanted to smash down Nicole. 

“We are sorry for the blunder. We were just discussing the coffee beans, and Nicole was just spitballing. Hope you don’t mind if she is wrong.” Norah looked graceful. The way she pretended to speak for Nicole could not be b*tchier.

Nicole’s stomach churned, and she almost threw up.

Just then, Jared suddenly said, “Miss Riddle is right, this coffee bean is indeed a product of my Floezen manor, and she is spot on about the roasting method.”

Everyone gasped in surprise. The owner of this café was here, and he could not be lying. They never expected that what Nicole said was correct. Everyone looked at Snow and Raine with disgust, as it turned out that the two girls were just smart alecs.

and Raine. They blushed in humiliation and wished the ground

not want to entertain

me. I would like to talk

from such a charming man immediately aroused everyone’s envy. But it surprised Nicole because Jared was cold to her when they met last time. So why did he suddenly want to talk to her alone? It was at this time that

she knew this coffee bean so well was that someone gifted the coffee beans to her foster father, who, in turn, gave it to her because she liked coffee. So, could it be that Jared knew about her

at her with a

given it to some relatives and friends. I wonder how you know so much about it?” He had not carefully checked Nicole’s

not be simpler. He had given the coffee beans and red wine from his estaté to some bigwigs. How could she,

she was asking this. After thinking for a while, he

Ellison and my grandfather are old acquaintances, and we have known each other for

bold when

and I are also kind of acquaintances, and I once had the privilege of drinking coffee brewed from the coffee beans produced in your estate.”

a secret. Jared’s gaze deepened as he asked, “Are you and Mr.

genuine look in her eyes that told him she was not lying, he would have

Mr. Ellison? He was a previous-generation giant figure of San Joto’s