My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Chapter 132
After ms. Thompson said that, without waiting for mr. Louis to even respond, she left with her heels clacking against the floor.

The sound was rather annoying.
mr. Louis popped his head out from the sea of questions.

He smiled as he looked at her back.

Even after she had walked away, his expression remained the same; he smiled as he lowered his head.
Meanwhile, mr. Anderson was attending a banquet.

The Anderson family could only be regarded as a bottom-ranking family in San Joto.

They could only get into a banquet of such level using the name of the director of the Royal Creek Institute.

Even so, after coming in, no one would pay them much attention.
So, mr. Anderson was in a very embarrassing situation and took the call to prop himself up.
He pretended to put down the phone solemnly and then immediately regretted it.

He had nothing to do anyway, and chatting with mr. Kennedy would have made him look a little busier.
To his surprise, as soon as he put his phone done, a thick, attractive voice rang from behind him.

“Did you mention ‘Nicole Riddle’ in the call just now?” 1
mr. Anderson turned around and saw an elegant, handsome middle-aged man standing behind him.

There was a reserved demeanor about that man.

He curled his lips slightly at mr. Anderson, somehow giving out an imposing außa.
mr. Anderson knew that all guests in this banquet were no ordinary people and were not someone that a minor family like his could afford to offend.

Even if he did not know who they were, he still needed to treat them carefully.
“Did you say ‘Nicole Riddle,’ sir?”
The middle-aged man nodded at him.

His voice was extremely crisp, his volume moderate.

to be audible

“Yes, Nicole Riddle.

have mentioned her?” mr. Anderson nodded, “Yes, it seems like she’s a student at

I don’t

lit up. ‘She has come to San Joto?’ As the middle-aged man thought of it, he was

then walked away quickly mr. Anderson looked at

five people appeared around him

must have been hidden in the

him on the shoulder. When

them brought their wine glasses before him with smiles on their faces. mr. Anderson was

never experienced

even deigned to spare him a glance. After exchanging some platitudes, one of the dignitaries pretended to be casually interested as he asked, “mr. Anderson, how did you get to

his reaction, they reminded

person who spoke to you earlier and then left in a hurry.” mr. Anderson recalled the middle-aged

he felt that the man

who was the province governor! Although San Joto was now promoted to direct

the chief executive of San Joto! When mr. Anderson thought of that person suddenly speaking to him,

high status like mr. Wyance would not be interested

make things clear,

Anderson participated in one of the happiest and most comfortable banquets of his life. At this moment, Nicole was still speaking to

ms. Emerson why ms. Thompson and mr. Kennedy were looking

you gave me for the final push? I accidentally dirtied it.”