My Wife is a Hacker novel (Nicole)

Chapter 2567
"Drive," Jared ordered.
"Of course," Max replied and sent the engine running, whereupon they made their way to the Riddle family manor.
Upon arrival, Nicole and Jared entered the manor. Their eyes narrowed a little when they saw the people present in the living
room.
"Grandpa." Nicole greeted calmly as she walked over to the living area where the couches were.
There, Mr. Riddle Sr. shot Nicole and Jared a glance and said, "Please, have a seat."
Once they were seated, Nicole centered her gaze at Dillion and Karen, who were disheveled and unrecognizable. In fact, Nicole
could barely recognize them, and it was evident that they had been in the trenches as of late.
"Dad, now that things have been cleared up, and it wasn't me who did it, can you at least take care of us?" Dillion looked at
Nicole then back at his father.
He was feeling a little ashamed, but he had to speak up anyhow.
He had truly suffered enough being homeless, and if things continued this way, he might actually die out there.
Hearing his words, Nicole raised her brows and asked," Uncle Dillion, didn't you sell the villa to stay in a hotel? How did things
turn out like this?"
Although she had phrased it as a question, Nicole actually knew everything that had happened: they had lost every source of
income they had. If they had sold their mansion, gotten jobs, and lived a normal life, they would not have ended up in the state
they were in. However, they had gotten a little too used to the lavish life and did not want to lose their pride, so they had quickly
squandered all their money.
They had been on the streets for a while now, and it seemed to everyone that they had truly hit rock bottom. In addition, they had
recently learned that Everett was the true culprit, and that meant that they were proven innocent. With that in mind, they had
crawled all the way back to seek refuge with Mr. Riddle. Sr.
Hearing Nicole's question, Dillion and Karen's faces turned pale. Still, they did not dare to say anything at this moment. They
genuinely feared for themselves, and did not want to return to being homeless. Otherwise, they might actually die out there.

With a deep breath, Dillion could only grit his teeth and say," Hear me out. We made a mistake in the past, but we promise that
we will change and make things right in the future."
After he had spoken, he looked at Mr. Riddle Sr. again and pledged, "Dad, we'll stay at home and not get involved in anything in
the foreseeable future. We'll just keep you company."
"Yes, Dad. You're getting older, and you need
companionship and care. Dillion and I will stay by your side to accompany and take care of you," Karen chimed in immediately.
"You wish to stay here?" Mr. Riddle Sr. raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Yes, we are not asking for anything else. Just being able to stay with you is enough." Dillon nodded vigorously, truly at his wits'
end now.
It would be good enough for them if they could live in safety and relative comfort. That was all they could all for at this juncture.
Now that DillCorp was gone, he would no longer be able to get it back. Fortunately, Nicole had set a tech company up for
Preston, which was their lifeline. Snow was still in a vegetative state, but Preston had arranged for her care, so they did not have
to worry about her. As for Raine...
There had been no news of her for the longest time, and they could not afford to worry about her anymore. At the very least,
there had not been any bad news about her, so she should be fine, at least to them.
After some thought, they had decided that this was the best outcome for them. As long as Mr. Riddle Sr. agreed, they would no
longer have to sleep under bridges or scavenge for food. Going hungry or even resorting to digging through garbage cans like
feral raccoons again was the last thing they ever wanted to do again.
With their pleas laid out, Mr. Riddle Sr. looked at Nicole as if asking for her opinion.
"Grandpa, it's your decision," Nicole said with a smile, as she had no objections whatsoever.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Mr. Riddle Sr. solemnly said, "Very well. You can stay. However, I'm only providing you
with a roof over your heads and food. I won't cover any other expenses. If necessary, you can go to the butler. He knows what
should be provided and what should not be."