My Wife is a Hacker novel (Nicole)

Chapter 169 ‘WHAT?’
For a moment, Mr. Riddle Sr. thought he was hearing things, and so was the rest as they were stunned silly by that family name.
Dillon, too asked somewhat quizzically.
“Which Rogers family?”
‘Why would a top elite family like the Rogers personally come to visit our family?’
The servant wiped off the sweat from his forehead as he said. “There’s no other Rogers family in San Joto! Stop asking, sir. Please go out to receive them!”
As soon as they heard that, everyone was stunned, but Mr. Riddle Sr. reacted the fastest as he stood up with the help of his servant and hastened out with his walking stick in hand.

The others looked at each other for a few good seconds before Mr. Riddle Sr. yelled angrily.” What are you lot waiting for? Get out, now!”
With the Rogers family growing rapidly nowadays, they were not a family that an old-time family without any power like the Riddle family could afford to offend.
Five to six low-profile luxury cars were parked quietly outside the Riddle family manor. When Mr. Riddle Sr. saw the special license plates, he was sure that these were cars sent by the Rogers family.
Mr. Rogers Sr. was being helped out of the car by Shawn, and when Mr. Riddle Sr. saw that, he almost fainted
Even Damien, who rushed over, was stunned. Dillon and Dexter behind him did not actually know Mr. Rogers Sr. – Christo Rogers – and did not understand why their father and eldest brother was reacting like that, but through their expressions, they could guess the identity of the people standing before them.
Mr. Riddle St. quickdy took a few steps forward as he said politely, “We didn’t know that you were coming, Christo, and we didn’t make any preparations…”
As he said that, he made an inviting gesture as he tried to lead Mr. Rogers Sr. into the manor,
Damien also quickly added. Mr. Rogers Sr., please come in.”
Mr. Rogers Sr. looked up and saw Mr. Riddle Sr, as he slowly smiled, “Benjamin, you sure know how to hide. How did I not know that your family is so capable?” Benjamin was Mr. Riddle Sr.’s first name.
He narrowed his slightly muddied eyes a little as he looked on inquisitively at Mr. Riddle Sr.
Mr. Riddle Sr. was stunned when he heard that. He looked at Mr. Rogers Sr. with a puzzled expression. Even his hand stopped moving. “Christo, what do you mean?”
Mr. Rogers Sr. had never spoken to him before and would not even deign to be bothered with him back then. For the former to speak with him with such an intimate tone, Mr. Riddle Sr. was, of course, a little flattered.