My Wife is a Hacker by Summer

And as if Jared could read Nicole's mind, he held her hands and said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry. The school you've chosen for Nolan and Lana is perfect for them. I've already arranged everything. No one would be suspicious of their identities."

Jared had done all the necessary preparations and precautions. Even if he made an appearance, no news about it would leak out. The kids would have to attend school, but it went without saying that they should not be put in any danger.

Hearing this, Nicole felt a sense of peace and replied, "Alright. As long as everything is in place."

It was appropriate for Jared to be ready. Even if there were no issues with the information, the two of them would have to come in contact with their kids, one way or another. If any unscrupulous individuals were to happen upon it, they would put the kids in danger. That was the last thing Jared wanted to witness and deal with.

By the time they arrived at the Riddle family manor, Samuel and Spencer had not returned, and the only ones at home were Daniel, Gloria and Stanley. They were all accompanying Nolan and Lana, helping them with the pile of presents on the coffee table.

"Mommy! You're back!" Nolan ran over happily.

Then, Lana followed closely from behind and hurried into Jared's arms. "Daddy!"

Carrying Lana up, Jared promptly asked, "What are you guys doing?"

"We're going to school tomorrow. These are the presents which grandpa, grandma and Uncle gave us," Lana said, waving her chubby hands while pointing at the coffee table.

lips as she heard that. "That's

These are all things which the kids would need, or perhaps like." Gloria flashed a

are not even enough for the kids,'

prepare any

would prepare some for us

nose lovingly and said, "You greedy one! Are you not

Lana pouted, looking as

do you want?" Jared instantly felt guilty, evoking

feeling too perplexed to

could she possibly desire? As things stood, it seemed that Lana did not need anything else. It was just that everyone else had given her a gift, so her parents should each give her

hard not to laugh as she

placed the little one down on the couch, sat down together and smiled. "We do not

you promise us that long ago? This does not count!" Lana protested, not wanting to

massage her forehead. 'This girl is such a cheeky one.

promise you one thing. The moment you've thought of the gift that you want, you