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Clayton ‘s hand was extremely tight. His eyes blurred as he quietly spoke.
“It’s okay, Nicole. I’m okay…“
Clayton grew up in infamy as an illegitimate son. Even in the Sloan family, Clayton was just a higher-
ranking illegitimate son.
No one pitied him because they thought that this was the punishment he deserved as an illegitimate
child.
Clayton came into this world and hated the world his vain mother, his irresponsible father, and his
powerless self.
He envied his cheerful peers, who were bubbly, bright, positive, and ambitious. They were everything he
was jealous of.
However, in the Sloan family, Clayton had to be silent.
Clayton did not have to use too much effort in pretending because being silent and gentle felt the same.
It was just that he had a cold-blooded indifference to everything.
Isaac’s bullying and scheming were blatant, and Isaac’s hostility toward Clayton was very aggressive.
When Clayton first showed his excellence in Sloan Corporation, he received a tragic blow.
Isaac also thought that he had trampled Clayton into the mud and stepped all over him. Thus, Clayton
decisively left the Sloan family. Clayton thought of every way to gain a foothold in Wall Street. That was
because he was a Sloan, and the Sloan family would gain a dignified person in name. So, after Clayton
made a name for himself, the Sloan family would not make a move on him easily. Clayton had
experienced the heaviest darkness, but he ignored them. He only wanted to see the light and warmth.
Fortunately, he saw Nicole. Nicole sobbed for a while and later found that Clayton ‘s shirt was soaked
through. She stroked the wet spot with embarrassment. “I won’t let you get bullied like this again. Go
inside.“ Clayton ‘s eyebrows twitched slightly. His eyes dropped silently as he looked at Nicole’s gentle
brows.
He clearly knew that he was deeply in love with her and unable to extricate himself.
The night was permeating with coldness. Eric was next to the car. He stood there without wearing a
jacket. His sleeves were pulled up to his forearm, and he had lost one of the diamond cufflinks on his
sleeve. The other one was crookedly hanging on his other sleeve. His forearm muscles were well-
defined. The air around him was cold. His face was indifferent and sinister as he bit a cigarette. He
reached one hand into the car to get a lighter. No matter how he tried to light up his cigarette, there was
no flame coming out from the lighter. Eric tried a few more times. The annoyance on his face was cold
and harsh as he threw the lighter back into the car. There was a flick. Next to him, a hand holding a
steady flame reached over.
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