Pulled Down
Nicole froze.
Clayton’s back faintly stiffened. He also heard it.
He suddenly turned around and took Nicole’s hand to walk forward with their fingers interlocked.
‘Haha! Ms. Sloan?!’ Clayton thought.
The teacher looked at them and was a little confused by that action. ‘Why do they look more and more
like a couple? When they were inside, Michael’s sister didn’t call him Dad the whole time either...‘
Nicole pursed her lips. Her hand was tightly clutched by Clayton.
She looked a little embarrassed and hastily changed the subject.
“I thought I could solve it myself. I didn’t think that you’d still have to come.”
The corners of Clayton’s mouth held a light smile. His gaze was warm and soft.
“I’m used to this kind of thing. Michael just hasn’t gotten used to this place yet, but he’s always had a
strong ability to adapt, so he’ll be fine soon.”
Nicole nodded her head.
“Did it delay your meeting?”
Clayton squeezed her hand. His gaze drifted to her face.
“I think it delayed your time more, right? In the future, just leave such matters to me. I’m very
experienced in handling them.”
Nicole blushed for a moment and restrained her emotions.
“Well, probably because he couldn’t get through to you. That’s why he contacted me.”
Clayton paused slightly and narrowed his eyes.
“What?”
A rage inexplicably rose in his heart.
‘Couldn’t get through? Of all the missed calls I had, none of them were from the school o i Lil Michael. It
looks like Lil Michael did it on purpose!’
Nicole blinked in confusion and instantly tried to redeem the situation for Lil Michael.
“It’s also possible that he forgot your number…”
Nicole felt like biting off her own tongue. She also felt heartbroken for Lil Michael.
Clayton let out a cold laugh and shook his head.
Just when Nicole thought that Clayton was going to get angry, he smiled gently and squeezed her hand.
“I’ll make sure he never forgets it. Let’s go have lunch?”
Nicole nodded.
The two of them ate a simple meal near Nicole’s office before Clayton hurriedly went back to continue to
deal with the morning meeting.
A few days later.
A private dinner invitation was delivered to Nicole’s desk.
Logan said, “I heard that a foreign investor was also invited to this dinner. They didn’t specify who it was,
but it seems like the investor has something to do with Mr. Sloan.”
Nicole frowned. “Clayton?”
Logan nodded. “They’re tight-lipped about it saying that it’s a surprise to be revealed at the dinner. Would
you like to go?”
Nicole smiled. “Of course, I want to go. They probably want me there.”
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