Fake to the Point That
It‘s Disgusting No one could make a joke out of Eric Ferguson
Public opinion and the stock market would ferment wildly in the follow–
up. It was still possible to have a degree of influence domestically, but once public opinion in Europe start
ed to ignite and attack the research being done in Mediania, it would not be as simple as resulting in loss
es for the three companies.
It would affect Mediania‘s status and image. When relevant departments intervene, it would only make th
e situation more difficult to deal with as their hands were tied.
Eric…”
Gerard looked at Eric speechlessly as the latter stood up with an unpleasant expression and left the conf
erence room.
Mitchell packed his things from the side
and shook his head.
accept any kind of blow from anyone. His self–confidence was inherent..
Nicole arrived at the entrance of Ferguson Corporation and coincidentally saw
Ivy Harrison, standing there.
She looked like she was waiting for someone. Specifically, she looked like she was waiting for Nicole.
The panic on her face under the forced calmness was too easy to see through.
Nicole frowned and walked over. “Were you waiting for me?”
Ivy nodded, her eyes slightly red and pitiful.
Nicole looked down and sent a message o n her phone before raising her head again. “What is it?”
Whether it was in the office or outside, her attitude towards Ivy had always been cold and indifferent.
Nicole could not bring herself to like Ivy, and she was not eager to know her either. They were not the
same kind of people, s o there was no need for deep interaction.
Ivy took a deep breath and
looked at the professional suit on Nicole which made her appear bright and clean–
cut. It was a private custom–made style from a brand that Ivy could not afford to order from.
“Nis. Stanton, old Master Ferguson asked me to stay and take care of
Eric. I‘m also being put in a tough spot…”
She paused and glanced at Nicole‘s bland expression, then continued, “I know that Eric only likes you, b
ut for
the sake of my family, I can‘t say no. But… If you‘re unhappy, or if you want to make up with Eric, I‘m willi
ng to withdraw from this.”
Nicole lifted her eyes and looked at Ivy, her finger scrolling through her phone paused for a second.
There was a little tension in Ivy‘s eyes as she carefully examined Nicole‘s expression
Her face was a little pale.
Nicole gently put down her hand and clasped them behind her back. She looked at Ivy indifferently.
“Ms. Harrison, I originally sympathized with you because your family and your experiences
were very unfortunate. I even
intentionally helped you twice before. I think you should understand that the reason why you and Eric are
n‘t together isn‘t because of me, but because of your own incompetence.”
Ivy‘s face instantly turned white.
Nicole‘s phone rang
She hung up without hesitation
Looking at Ivy, she continued to say, ” But from now on, I‘ve really started to hate you. Every word you sa
y is too
fake. You‘re so fake to the point that it‘s disgusting. You‘re neither innocent nor pure, and there‘s no need
for you to rely o Il your face to live.”
Nicole‘s phone rang again. She glanced at it, answered it, and left.
I’m at the entrance.”
Ivy‘s body stiffened as if someone had slapped her across her
face. Her cheeks Telt hot withi stinging pain.
She could not move for a long time as she was dumbfounded and terrified.
Nicole was neither angry nor mocking. Her calm attitude made it seem like Ivy was nothing to her.
That kind of disregard was the deadliest.
Turning around, Ivy saw a low–key but expensive Porsche stop
at the entrance. A man dressed smartly got out of the car and opened the passenger door for Nicole
His tender and earnest look was strikingly similar to Eric‘s.
Nicole got into the car. “I‘m afraid I‘ll have to ask for your help regarding this accident. Our people
in Europe won‘t be able to suppress the public outcry for us. A E least, it‘s better if fewer people know abo
With Clayton‘s ability, it was no problem for him to control public
opinion as well a s the stock market in Europe.
Clayton nodded while driving.
“I understand. I‘ll ask my friends over
there to keep an eye out. I‘ll also suppress the news in the stock market.”
Nicole smiled. “Thank you. Why don‘t I treat you to dinner?”
Clayton smiled gently. “I‘m very happy that you thought of me, but… Just dinner?”
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