My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Chapter 27

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.

for both Snow and Raine. They blushed in humiliation and

did not want to

would like to talk to Miss Riddle in

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

her foster father, who, in turn, gave it to her because she liked coffee. So, could it be that Jared knew about her foster father? Her heart skipped a beat. Did this mean that she

Jared stared at her with a thoughtful look and asked in

I have only given it to some relatives and friends. I wonder how you know so

thought her background could not be simpler. He had given the coffee beans and red wine from his estaté to some bigwigs. How could she, a little girl from the countryside,

asking this. After

grandfather are old acquaintances, and we have known

was relieved and became bold when

privilege of drinking coffee brewed from the coffee beans produced in your estate.” Nicole thought she had

Mr. Ellison was not a secret. Jared’s gaze deepened

were not for the genuine look in her eyes that told him she was not lying, he would have doubted and thought that

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

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