My Wife is a Hacker (Nicole Riddle and Jared) novel Chapter 2397

Chapter 2397

"We know. Is there something you want to assign us to do?" Sean asked with a serious expression.

It was evident that Mr. Riddle Sr. had shown his dissatisfaction with Damien and Dillon.

"This idea of splitting the family inheritance was initially brought up by Nicole, but right now everyone's coming at each other's throats. What's more of a problem right now is that it's going to be a huge problem for us," said Mr. Riddle Sr.

"Yeah. Don't worry, Grandpa. We know what to do." Sean nodded.

Mr. Riddle Sr. did not want the Riddle family to burn down in flames. Naturally, protecting their family name was of utmost priority.

Mr. Riddle Sr. was relieved. "That's good."

Daniel looked at the stack of documents Everett had brought over. "Dad, can you tell us what's really going on?

Why is Dillon..."

Mr. Riddle Sr. 's expression hardened. His eyes narrowed, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes. "It's not important anymore."

Every time this topic was brought up, it was like daggers piercing through Mr. Riddle Sr.'s heart repeatedly.

Daniel noticed that Mr. Riddle Sr. was reluctant to go on with the conversation.

"Daniel, let's head home so he can rest," said Gloria in a low voice. Gloria knew that Mr. Riddle Sr. wanted time alone.

Daniel sighed. "Alright."

Daniel was worried but at the same time, he knew he had to give Mr. Riddle Sr. some time.

"Grandpa, we'll take care of it. Don't worry," reassured Steve with a serious expression.

Alfred knew Mr. Riddle Sr. wanted Nicole to take over the family business, but Nicole wanted Sean to take over instead. Mr. Riddle Sr. had no choice but to give in to Nicole's wishes after considering that Sean was capable for the role and position.

Mr. Riddle Sr. took two sips from his tea before standing up. "I'm going to rest for a while."

Mr. Riddle Sr. felt relieved. Tm glad all these matters are now solved. I don't have to worry anymore about these unfilial brats, with Dexter's family all sorted. The future of our family will be at peace.1

"Sir, let me help you," Alfred offered, noticing that Mr. Riddle Sr. was deep in his thoughts.

Meanwhile, in the gardens of the family manor...

"Nicole, what are you doing with the evidence?" Stanley asked with a hint of doubt in his voice.

Suddenly, everyone turned to stare at Nicole's actions.