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Eric stood up straight and looked at the sky outside the window.
The sky was blue and dotted with fluffy white clouds.
At this time, there was no emotion in Eric’s eyes.
Ingrid was really scared.
Eric turned around, nodded at Mitchell, and walked out of the office on his own.
Mitchell stepped forward and looked at Ingrid with cold eyes, "Ms.Ferguson, please come with me."
The moment Eric gave up on his sister, Mitchell no longer needed to be polite to her.
After all, Ingrid was an idiot who offended everyone and looked down on Eric’s sidekick, Mitchell.
Mitchell was clear about what Ingrid did and would not plead for her.
Ingrid trembled all over.She also felt ashamed of herself.She tugged on her skirt, but she could not hide
the soiled parts.
Ingrid had never been so embarrassed all her life.She had a lot of tears and snot on her face that she
could not control.
Seeing Mitchell’s icy expression as if he did not want to help her up, Ingrid felt even more frustrated.
In just a few minutes, all her plans fell through.Her face was gloomy.
Even after Eric left, her body was still trembling slightly.
Ingrid stood up with all her strength and held onto the chair beside her.
Mitchell looked at her and frowned slightly like he was very disgusted by Ingrid.
However, he thought of something and held back his expression.
"If you want to change your clothes, I’ll get someone to take you out to change." Mitchell implied that
Ingrid could not change in Eric’s office.
Eric was a germaphobe.Not to mention Eric, even Mitchell could not stand the sight of Ingrid.Ingrid’s
voice trembled as she said, "What is my brother going to do to me?"
Mitchell hooked his lips.
"He’s no longer your brother.You lost your brother the moment you planned to kill him."
Ingrid’s heart sank.She spoke in a panic.
"I was blinded by hatred for a while.I know I was wrong.We’re siblings, so he won’t hate me forever."
Mitchell’s tone was cold: "If your plan hadn’t failed, Mr.Ferguson and Young Master Chance would’ve
been dead.Why didn’t you think of forever then?"
Ingrid gasped.She could see the change in Mitchell’s attitude.She broke out in a cold sweat.
Ingrid stood there, motionless.
Mitchell did not have much patience left.He looked at the time.
"You don't want me to get someone to carry you away, right? If so, everyone will see your
wretchedness..." Ingrid’s expression changed dramatically.
The corners of her lips turned white.
"May I ask why Chance went to the hospital when Eric didn’t die?"
Eric would not have been wary of a child, so Chance would definitely get to shoot him at close range.
What was more likely was that Eric would not even think the gun was real.
Therefore, in Ingrid’s plan, there was 100% fatality in Chance’s shot.
However, Ingrid just saw that Eric was well alive.
Eric did not look injured, let alone shot.How did her plan fail? Mitchell hooked his lips and looked at
Ingrid pitifully.
However, Mitchell did not pity Ingrid much.
"Young Master Chance is different from his mother.He’s kind- hearted and loves his father.Even though
Mr.Ferguson isn’t as affectionate to him as a typical father would, Young Master Chance knows how to
be grateful, unlike you.No matter what, Young Master Chance won’t do anything heinous.But the silver
lining in this is that Young Master Chance can finally talk when he questioned Mr.Ferguson
earlier.That’s why Mr.Ferguson sent him to the hospital."
Mitchell’s every word was like a thin thread tightening around Ingrid’s neck, inch by inch.It made her
breathless.
Ingrid bit her lower lip until blood was oozing out.She looked at Mitchell and suddenly pushed down the
chair she was holding.It created a loud noise.
Mitchell's eyes sank.
Ingrid started to go rogue again and fell to the ground.
"I’m not leaving! I want to see my brother! I’m a Ferguson, soI won’t just do whatever he says.My
parents are still alive, so I'll wait for them to come back!"
Ingrid hung onto her last hope.
Mitchell's face turned completely frigid.He did not say anything, turned around, and left.He took out his
phone and instructed, "Come up."
In less than a minute, many strong bodyguards filed into the office.
Ingrid looked at them in shock.
Those people were not polite at all because bodyguards would only follow orders and would not care if
the other party was a man or a woman.
They would not go soft on a woman.
Thus, four bodyguards went forward and grabbed Ingrid by the limbs.
No matter how much Ingrid screamed and cursed in horror, they remained unmoved.
Just like this, Ingrid was carried out in public.
On the way out, Mitchell coldly instructed the staff, "Replace all the chairs in Mr.Ferguson’s office with
new ones and get someone to clean the room.Make sure every corner is spotless.Oh, please ventilate
the office as well..."
This was like a slap on Ingrid’s face.
Even if the people outside did not know what happened, they would inevitably speculate about it when
they saw such a scene.Ms.Ferguson must have caused huge trouble.
Otherwise, why would Eric be so harsh on his sister? Ingrid was thrown out of the building and
immediately dragged into the car.
The person in the car was on a call.
"Yes, Mr.Crawford.Don’t worry.Mr.Ferguson can rest assured that we’ll take good care of
Ms.Ferguson."
At that moment, Ingrid figured out who this was.
"Did my brother ask you to come here? What is he going to do?"
The other party threw Ingrid a brand new ID card and said bluntly, "In the future, he’s no longer your
brother because you're no longer a Ferguson.Your last name is Quigley now, Ms.Ingrid Quigley."
Ingrid raised her head in shock.Her eyes widened instantly.
The next second, someone put a hood on her head from behind and knocked her unconscious.
The car engine started, and they quickly drove out of the city.
Mitchell returned to the conference room.
Eric was presiding over the meeting in the conference room, as if everything that just happened did not
affect him at all.
Two hours later, the meeting finally ended.
Eric came out as if nothing had happened.He looked at the time.
Mitchell realized something and quickly said, "She should’ve arrived by now.Don’t worry, there’s no
modern transportation in that place.There’s not a single car in that village.If she were to walk, she’d
have to walk for three full days to get to the town.She won’t be able to come out."
Eric responded with a gloomy expression.
Mitchell said, "But I think that she contacted your parents beforehand.Mr.Ferguson, you should be
prepared."
Eric was silent for a moment.He then sneered, turned around, and entered his office.
"I’m going on a business trip tomorrow, so I'll leave this place to you." Mitchell nodded.
He was relieved to see Eric go into his office.
Mitchell was just about to go back to his office when he saw a few assistants gathered around,
discussing something.
The main topic was none other than speculating about what happened just now.
Words like, "Mr.Ferguson", "Ms.Ferguson", "Young Master Chance", and so on, were used.
Mitchell raised his eyebrows and went to the pantry to get himself a cup of coffee.
As a result, someone came up to him and inquired.
"Mr.Crawford, what happened just now? No one let us near the office, and Ms.Ferguson was..."
"yeah, is Ferguson Corporation's stock going to fluctuate?"
"Mr.Crawford, you’ve won Mr.Ferguson’s trust.What happened?"
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