Seeing this, Preston frowned slightly as he looked at Nicole with a trace of disapproval in his eyes.
Yet, just as Dillon’s knees were about to hit the ground, Nicole suddenly stretched her leg out and kicked
his kneecap. She had a good measure of her strength, ensuring that he would stand up straight and the
kick would not hurt his knee.
He raised his head and looked at Nicole in shock, but she had already walked back to her seat.
She had only wanted to teach Dillon a lesson and did not plan to let him really kneel before her.
She would only feel more disgusted if he really did that. On the side, both Daniel and Gloria heaved a
sigh of relief, and a trace of gladness appeared in their eyes.
As expected of our daughter. She is both decisive yet measured.’ Not letting Dillon fully kneel down could
be regarded as preserving his face.
Sean, Steve, and the others, too, let out a gentle sigh of relief. Although they did not agree with Uncle
Dillon’s behavior, he was still their elder, and it did not feel right for them to watch him kneel down like
that.
Nicole did not care what the others were thinking as she picked her fork and knife up normally and gave
Damien an inquiring look. Damien was temporarily taking over Mr. Riddle Sr.’s place as he lowered his
head and said,” Let’s eat.”
Damien, who had always been happy to be the presiding host, did not even mention what happened
earlier at this moment.
Dillon stood there as he gave Nicole a complicated look. There was hatred, confusion, and doubt, but
there was not a single shred of gratitude.
He slowly went back to his seat and said nothing as his knuckles turned white from exerting his strength.
Snow and Raine sat by his side. After seeing that scene, none of them have any appetite to eat. Yet,
without knowing what Mr. Riddle Sr. was thinking, they dared not leave just like that.
Nicole ate very quickly. She was a small eater and put down her utensils not too long later. She did not
plan to leave the dining table so soon. Seeing that everyone was still eating, she quietly took out her
phone, put on her earpiece, and did something. Samuel, too was eating, but he could sense that she had
stopped eating. He originally looked over out of concern for his little sister, yet when he saw what he saw,
he almost spat the food in his mouth out.
“Oh, Nicole, you play Thrones too?” ‘And she’s playing like a noob!’ Looking at the death counter on the
top of the character user interface, Samuel could not
believe his eyes
The game had only just started for five minutes, and Nicole had already died eight times in the solo lane
‘Is this the same very capable little sister of mine?’ Nicole did not say anything as she calmly controlled
her sharpshooter alongside the bushes, seemingly wanting to ambush the opposing swordsman. Yet the
latter simply just rushed into the bush and sent her packing with two strikes.
Seeing the death counter going from eight to nine, Nicole paused for a moment as if wanting to put her
phone away. She had been losing so horribly on PC, and out of disbelief, she wanted to give the mobile
version a try.
Yet, the results were the same.
After dinner, the children were all sent home first.
The only ones that remained were the elders and Nicole as they gathered before Mr. Riddle Sr.’ s bed.
“Dad, is there something important you’d like to say calling all of us here?” Miley asked a little irritably.
Mr. Riddle Sr. glanced at her and said, “Indeed, I have.”
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