My Wife is a Hacker novel (Nicole)

Chapter 366

Chapter 366

Of course, Mr. Mills was here for something. He flushed and could say nothing, but thinking to himself that Nicole

and her grandma were birds of a feather, as they both talked in such a way that it often mortified him.

“I’m fine. Please get on with your things. I will just look around the Royal Creek Institute’s campus alone,” he said in

a low voice.

Nicole was standing beside Mrs. Wallace Sr. and glanced at Mr. Mills with a smirk, then said coldly, “Then I’ll go with

Grandma now. You have a good time, Mr. Mills.” After saying so and without looking back, Nicole helped her

grandmother to her classroom to get her school bag.

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This time, not even Mrs. Wallace Sr. looked back at Mr. Mills.

Mr. Mills stood on the spot, only to feel that Nicole had changed when she came to San Joto, and had become so

difficult to reason with, and that she had started to disrespect him just because she was a member of the Riddle

family. He looked at Nicole with resentment before turning around and walking out.

Nicole was back in the classroom, packing her things into the school bag. Many of her classmates gawked at Mrs.

Wallace Sr. who was outside the classroom. They had never seen someone in such ragged clothes before, as their

parents were all well-dressed. One of the boys chuckled. He was sitting to Nicole’s diagonal front and saw Mrs.

Wallace Sr. even had a patch on her clothes. He whispered his discovery to those around him, and soon it spread

like wildfire, and everyone in the classroom started to gape at Mrs. Wallace Sr. with a hint of mockery in their eyes.

“Nicole, who is this homeless person? Why did you bring someone like her to school?” Nicole’s hand, carrying the

school bag, froze in motion. She turned back to look at the boy, who was sitting in the third row, studying well, but

prone to judge people by their appearance. Hearing his words, Nicole’s face instantly turned frosty. She put down

her school bag and walked toward him, giving the boy abone-chilling stare, as if there were countless ice spikes

piercing into his blood.

She stood in front of the boy with an indifferent look in her eyes. “Apologize to my grandma,” she said.

They did not know that the old lady was Nicole’s grandmother. They all had a deploring look on their faces,

wondering why the old lady was dressed this way and did not look having anything to do with the Riddle family. In

their eyes, such a person was no different from a beggar. But Nicole said this old lady was her grandmother. They

wondered if Nicole was not afraid of being mocked, too. Standing at the side, June held her hand tightly. She could

understand the feeling too well, as she looked at Mrs. Wallace Sr. helpless look and seemingly saw the helpless and

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wronged expression on her mother’s face when her mother sent her to school and got ostracized by the rich

parents.

June stood up in defiance of the disgusted glances of those people and walked toward Mrs.

Wallace Sr. with a gentle smile. “Are you here to see Nicole? We always hear Nicole talk about you, and today we

finally see you in person.”

Mrs. Wallace Sr. looked at the gentle girl. Feeling a little at ease, she returned a smile.

Just then, a voice saying malicious words came. It was a boy in the back row, muttering in a low voice, “Trying to

place nice? You all are just the same.” Right after he said that, someone punched him in the left cheek. The boy

was punched so hard that he fell right next to the desk with bruises on his left face.

“Who the hell hit me? I’ll—” grind your treacherous bones to dust. He did not say the last sentence because he saw

Jack, who had a half-smile across from him.