Don’t Cry
As soon as Nicole finished speaking, Eric’ s face froze for a moment.
However, it only lasted for a split second.
The corners of his lips curled up gently as he lifted his slender fingers, wanting to brush away some
strands of her hair that were blown up by the wind around her ear.
Nicole instantly tilted her head to avoid him. He withdrew his hand.
His voice was hoarse and low, but his eyes were filled with tenderness.
“Really? Well… That doesn’t affect me treating you to lunch anyway.”
Nicole took a deep breath. ‘Why is he like a bloody bubblegum stuck to my shoe that I can’t even get rid
of?!’
“But I don’t want to eat with you. Mr.
Ferguson, you should be more sensible.”
Eric narrowed his eyes. His smile gradually widened, and his voice was gentle and mellow.
“I’m not sensible.”
Nicole was so angry that her chest felt stuffy. She just turned and walked away, not wanting to say
another word with this irritating fool.
The gloom in Eric’s eyes dispersed. He spoke helplessly.
“Let’s eat together?”
“Get lost!”
Eric said, “I know what’s the relationship between Christian Jenner and Clayton Sloan…”
Nicole stopped in her tracks and immediately changed her mind without the slightest bit of guilt.
“Alright, let’s have lunch.”
Eric slowly smiled. He felt that such a decisive Nicole was really cute.
Nicole originally thought that they would have a simple meal. Who knew that Eric Ferguson actually
brought her halfway across the city to a famous private restaurant?
This restaurant was limited to fifteen people per day and required reservations half a month in advance,
but the dining experience was impeccable.
As soon as Eric went inside, he went to the VIP area and pulled out a chair for her.
Nicole sat down properly while Eric handed her the menu.
“What do you want to eat?”
Nicole pushed it back without looking at it. “The most expensive meal.”
Eric nodded without batting an eye, then looked at the waiter and ordered a few
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dishes.
Nicole looked out at the Zen garden with rockery and water features. Small red lanterns under the eaves
of the roof gently swayed with the wind, and the sound of the wind chime was pleasant and soothing.
The whole place was meticulously decorated.
“How do you know that I’m investigating the relationship between Christian Jenner and Clayton Sloan?”
Eric raised his hand and slowly poured her a cup of tea.
The fragrance of the tea overflowed, and the environment was wonderful.
“It’s not a secret. Someone started gossiping after your meeting, and it only took half a day to reach my
ears.”
Nicole was a little speechless. ‘Right…’
“Ferguson Corporation also intends to fight for Clayton Sloan?”
to
…
Eric raised his eyebrows. ‘Or else?‘
“I’ll tell you what I know, but I won’t help you get him. Nicole, if you lose and have to leave Stanton
Corporation, will you cry?”
Nicole’s face sank slightly and rolled her eyes at him. ‘Why is this jerk so confident? He’s talking like I’ll
definitely lose…’
“If you lose, will you cry?”
Eric’s eyes were gentle. “If I lose, that means you won. I’ll be happy for you.”
‘Hah! What a lie!
“Seriously though… If you lose, come to Ferguson Corporation. You can choose whatever position you
like here.”
‘Is he tryna poach me?!’
Nicole raised her eyebrows. “What position is higher than yours?”
“The President’s wife.”
Nicole stiffened slightly and let out a cold laugh.
“I married you for three years, but your receptionist won’t even let me in the door. Only ignorant young
girls will believe your sweet talk.”
His words did not move Nicole at all. Instead, she found it extremely ridiculous.
The most ridiculous thing was that his receptionist never cared about Nicole, yet they remembered to
flatter Wendy Quade.
Wendy had flaunted in front of Nicole countless times just to rub salt in her wounds and humiliate her.
Was that not because of Eric’s connivance to Wendy because to him, Nicole was not worth mentioning
All the countless trivial matters of the past reminded Nicole that staying away
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from Eric Ferguson was the only way to live.
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