The Rich Woman’s Secret
Yvette patted Nicole’s shoulder.
“If you hate it, just think of Xander as Eric’s replacement and torment him.
If you like it, just obsess over Xander, which will exasperate Eric to death! No matter how you look at it,
you won’t lose out!” Nicole smiled faintly. “You guys sure are my besties, huh?” “That’s for sure!” The
two ladies spoke in unison.
Ian, who was on the side, coldly snorted.’ You girls only know how to goof around…” lit up and scooted
over to Nicole’s eyes him excitedly. “Carter, what do you have in mind?” A business idea, perhaps?’ Ian
smiled lazily and scrolled through his phone.
“I still have eight hundred pounds of potatoes that I haven’t sold, do you wanna help?” Nicole was
speechless. Julie coldly snorted. “Carter wanted me to help him pull customers for his agricultural
produce at a big fashion show abroad. Do you think it’s appropriate?!” Ian glared at Julie with
dissatisfaction.“
What’s not appropriate about it? Do people in the fashion industry not eat, drink, and shit?!” Nicole
sighed and sat there alone. She had nothing more to say to her oddball friends. She could not ignore
that cool Eric lookalike that was sitting next to her. Although it was not Eric, that man’s presence still felt
suffocating, which made her breathing a little anxious.
Perhaps it was an aftermath of being with Eric. After sitting for a while, Nicole intended t o go out to get
some air. However, the door was blocked by a lot of reporters with their cameras. Nicole’s face
changed slightly. The people inside also noticed the reporters. Julie was drunk and stood in front of
Nicole.
“What are you guys doing?” “Ms. Nixon, we’re reporters. We got the news that famous models all
around the world are planning to develop their careers in Mediania. We want to ask how the talks are
going?” “Yes, who among them agreed to stay in Mediania? “Are you signing with all of them?” “Isn’t
Nicole Stanton here? Will she also participate in this matter?” “Ms. Stanton, do you want to say a few
words? “Is this just a simple get-together?” One reporter’s voice was extraordinarily obvious and
instantly quieted down.
Everyone in the room had different expressions and thoughts. Nicole did not need to think too deeply to
know that someone in this party must have schemed against them. Whether it was Nicole, Julie, Ian, or
Whether it was Nicd Julie, Ian, or Yvette, any one of them was enough to be the subject of hot gossip.
If a model in this party wanted to be popular and betrayed this topic, everyone would be at risk when
this party became a hot topic of discussion. It might be about the messy life of trust fund kids or even
the unseemly secrets of rich women. Whichever it was, it would certainly cause an impact on their
businesses.
Nicole was speechless as she swept a glance at the male models sitting in the room. They had various
expressions, so Nicole could not tell who was behind this. Yvette was obviously a little flustered and hid
behind Ian. Ian was even more distressed. He barely contributed to his family business but kept
creating trouble time and time again. He only wanted to be a simple trust fund kid with a conscience!
The reporters at the door had no tendency to stop at all.
They were too curious about this kind of party Was this gathering for their career, or was this a
debauchery for rich women? Tomorrow’s headlines would depend on their response. Julie stood at the
door and did not intend to give way. Her face was very glum. “This is a commercial secret and not open
to the public.
Please look forward to the official press conference!” Julie took out her phone, intending to call the bar
manager so that he could come with his bodyguards to solve the problem. Where did this group of
reporters come from? “We’d like to interview the people inside. Please come out so that we can see
them.” “Yes, please come out…” ……
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