Chapter 390 He’s Gone Nicole did not reply to any of the messages. She washed up, applied a face
mask, and looked more refreshed.
Floyd waited for her to eat dinner downstairs. He watched as his daughter ate and sighed in relief when
she finished a bowl of soup.
He hesitated and said, “Lil N, you don’t need to feel pressured by this…”
Nicole flashed a relaxed smile.
“I know. I’ll be fine. Eric’s life is no longer in danger. I’ll slowly pay him back for everything that I owe him.
As for the rest, I don’t want to talk about it now…”
Anyhow, Nicole was unable to hate him as much as before.
However, the idea of being together… This fleeting thought flashed in her head, but she waved it away.
Nicole only hoped that Eric would be fine.
The entanglement between them was too deep. It was unclear who owed the other more.
more.
Floyd nodded in satisfaction. He was glad that his daughter had it figured out.
He raised his hand and beckoned for a tall and burly man in a black suit and sunglasses who looked very
fierce.
“A bodyguard?” Nicole looked at his attire and knew at a glance.
Floyd nodded. “His name is Luca. He’s the best fighter in the world. He used to follow me around, but
after I retired, I didn’t need him for fishing, so he was on a long hiatus. He’ll follow you from now o
n.”
Nicole pursed her lips and nodded. She naturally would not refuse her father’s kindness.
“Hello, Ms. Stanton.”
Nicole smiled. “I’ll be counting on you, Luca.”
Luca’s fierce expression did not change as he nodded in greeting.
Nicole’s phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Mitchell
She picked it up.
sne picked it up
“Ms. Stanton, bad news! President Ferguson…”
Mitchell hesitated. Nicole’s expression instantly sank. She hung up the phone and dashed out the door.
She panicked.
Luca had swiftly driven the car out. He called out to her in a rough voice. “Miss, get in!”
Nicole did not hesitate and jumped in.
Luca floored the gas pedal. What was supposedly a twenty-minute journey became a ten-minute drive.
Nicole ran to Eric’s ward and hurriedly pushed the door in.
Quinn was not around, neither was old Master Ferguson.
Mitchell sat in the living room with a crestfallen expression. “Ms. Stanton…”
Nicole‘s heart sank as she ran in.
The person on the bed was still lying there motionless, the same as how he was a day ago. However,
there was no sign of life in
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ago. However, ther, as no sign of life in him. His face was gray and pale.
The wires from the testing instruments that were originally connected to his body had been pulled out.
His chest was flat without any rise and fall.
Nicole was stunned for a moment. She suddenly felt as if the darkness in front of her was overwhelming
and suffocating.
Impossible!
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