My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

Chapter 377

The cicadas were still restless, and the afternoon sun was brutal in the early fall. Nicole was young and strong, so she did not feel anything. But she was worried that her grandmother could not stand the heat. So she and her grandmother walked in the shades of the trees all the way, and she gently fanned her grandmother with her hand.

Nicole was preoccupied with Mrs. Wallace Sr. all the way and had not noticed the familiar black vehicle with the unknown logo trailing her. 

The car drove slowly and followed the two of them, not honking so as not to disturb them. It was Mrs. Wallace Sr. who first discovered the vehicle. She looked back at it with some trepidation before she said to Nicole, “Do you see that there’s a car trailing us?” 

Nicole looked back cautiously. Immediately, a look of pleasant surprise filled her face when she saw the car.

Mrs. Wallace Sr. knew her granddaughter well and looked at her thoughtfully. She had never seen Nicole having such an expression before.

The vehicle pulled up in front of them, and the window dropped, revealing Jared’s face inside. He nodded gently at Mrs. Wallace Sr. and then looked at Nicole.

 “Do you want to get in the car?

Nicole looked at him with a smile on her face subconsciously. Seeing her nod, Jared stepped out of the car and opened the rear passenger door for Mrs. Wallace Sr. 

to the other side and revealed a graceful smile when he saw

I, Nicole?” he said with a

did not decline. She looked at Jared with a half-smile before

would open their mouths in

it took for someone to make Jared Johnston of San Joto their chauffeur, and in this case, an old lady

Hustuaburg would probably

Jared was not ashamed of it at all. Instead, he had a smile on his face, as if doing

passenger seat and looked at Nicole in the rearview

and Jared

to take care of the elderly, he drove slowly with soft music playing in the background. The seat felt cool and comfortable even in the scorching sun, with a faint scent

the front, said to Mrs. Wallace Sr., “Hello, I’m a friend of Nicole’s,

Sr. immediately broke into a smile, as she

in her eyes. Nicole felt embarrassed; she knew she

the owner of a