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My Wife is a Hacker novel (Nicole)

Chapter 570
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Chapter 570 Carl ignored him and walked inside with Nicole. The servant looked suspiciously at Nicole, whom he

had never seen before. But since she came with Carl, he did not dare to say anything and let her in.

Nicole looked at the magnificent building as usual, the darker paint only adding to its majestic vibe and did not

overshadow its beauty. When the sunset fell on this manor, people would be amazed by the sense of history that

came with time. This was a heritage that only ancient buildings possessed. Carl and Nicole walked side by side. The

news that Carl had brought a girl home immediately spread throughout the manor. It was still not nightfall yet, but

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the hall was already brightly lit. People were neatly sitting on both sides of a long dining table, and in the head seat

sat a senior man. He was draped in a black nightgown and seemingly could not keep his eyes open.

A woman next to the senior man complained, saying, “Why hasn’t Keynes come back? Doesn’t he know the family

is facing some problems lately? It’s so hard to gather everyone for a meal together nowadays.” Another man next

to her chided the woman. “Shut up, Merry. Keynes is the only child of our eldest brother, the heir of our family.”

This man looked serious, and he spoke what was on his mind and meant his words. He thought Merry was not

qualified to say that about Keynes. Behind him, yet another man with an uncomely face slowly said, “Merry has a

point. Is Keynes going out to play again during such a bad time? He has always been so willful. Eber, stop defending

him just because he is the heir.”

“The heir is replaceable, isn’t it?’

They occupied the top three seats besides the head seat, and the rest of the people dared not say anything upon

hearing what they said.

These three people were the direct line of descendants of the Turmann family, and the rest, who were just indirect

descendants, had no say at the dining table.

When the senior man sitting in the head seat heard what Simon, his younger brother, said, a light flashed in his

eyes, and he squinted.

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He looked at the uncomely man next to him and said disapprovingly, “Simon, you have crossed the line.”

Simon shot an indifferent look at him, but when his eyes collided with the eyes of the man sitting in the head seat,

he gasped.

“Just shut up, would you?” Elijah Turmann said languidly, looking at his younger siblings, especially Simon, who was

looking defiantly at Eber.

“Elijah…”

Simon did not seem to back down. But strangely, Elijah did not actually scold him but he still felt a chill traveling up

his spine.

Merry had long since stopped talking. At this time, she looked at Elijah and quickly lowered her head. “Elijah, you

said you’d solve our problems,” she said eagerly, but did not dare to raise her head to look Elijah in the eyes.

The rest of the people also looked at Elijah eagerly.