Chapter 118 Ask Her to Leave
Wendy Quade’s expression stiffened She
did not expect Nicole to be so direct.
She looked up aggrievedly at Eric, but he did
not look at her
From the very beginning, his eyes had been
fixated on Nicole and he had been
unreasonably silent.
Wendy quietly hung her head and clenched
her fingers.
Old Master Ferguson also did not look at her
nor did he intend to help.
At this moment, Old Master Ferguson’s face
was glum as he asked Floyd, “Chairman
Stanton, even if we did do something wrong,
it’s all water under the bridge now. They’re
already divorced, so there’s no need to make
a fuss about it, right?”
Floyd was really trying to hold back his
anger. He was so vexed that he did not know
how his daughter managed to put up with
them for the past three years.
He immediately called for the two waiters
who were standing not far away and
pointed at Wendy Quade, “Please ask this
young lady to leave.”
Wendy’s face turned pale as she looked up
in a panic.
Floyd’s tone was harsh. “My daughter doesn’t want to see trash, so get her to leave.”
“Eric…” Wendy tried to ask for help.
Eric’s eyebrows knitted together as he
glanced at her, then reminded her in a cold
voice.
“The driver has been waiting for you
outside. Get him to send you back.”
Nicole raised an eyebrow. She did not think
that Eric would send Wendy off just like
that. ‘He’s willing to just leave her?’
A man’s heart was truly hard to grasp!
Quinn and Ingrid, who had brought Wendy
Quade over on their own accord, saw the
situation and panicked.
They hid behind the frowning Old Master
Ferguson and dared not utter a word. •.•
Floyd’s expression changed quickly. He had
already plastered on his usual distant and
polite smile.
“Chairman Ferguson, all the grievances
Nicole has suffered during her time with
your family can be put aside for now, but
what about those recent rumors circulating
the Internet? I think you’re most qualified to
come forward and clarify this, no?”
Although Nicole’s identity reveal was
already enough to clear her name of those
scandals, having the Fergusons come
forward to issue a statement was to force
the Fergusons to admit their mistake.
Old Master Ferguson snorted coldly. “Is that
necessary?”
“If you don’t even show your sincerity to
apologize, then I have no choice but to cut
off all cooperation with Ferguson
Corporation, including all stocks, funds, and
investment projects. If you can fork out as
much money as Stanton Corporation, you
don’t have to bear the losses of severing our
ties.” Floyd spoke coldly.
Old Master Ferguson’s face was cold and
glum in an instant.
Ferguson Corporation was not short of
money, but Stanton Corporation was even
more so. If Stanton Corporation abruptly
withdrew its investments, Ferguson
Corporation would struggle to shuffle
around funds to fill out those gaps. These
were huge amounts, so if Ferguson
Corporation did not have sufficient cash
flow, it meant that they would have to bear
all these losses.
“I’ll consider it.” Old Master Ferguson gritted
his teeth, turned around, and left.
Nicole chuckled and added, “Chairman
Ferguson, don’t forget to visit the National
Museum frequently in the future!”
What a fatal blow!
Old Master Ferguson’s body lurched, and he
almost fell over. Luckily, he was held by
Ingrid on the side, so he shook with anger
and walked away without looking back.
Floyd let out a light laugh and looked at
Nicole helplessly. “You little rascal!”
Nicole smiled cheekily and pulled Floyd’s
arm as they turned to leave. However, they
did not expect that Eric Ferguson was still
there.
“Mr. Ferguson, why aren’t you leaving with
them?”
Eric Ferguson was astonishingly silent as
he slowly read out her name meaningfully.
Nicole Stanton…”
Nicole raised her eyebrows. Eric looked at
Floyd and asked, “Chairman Stanton, can I
please talk to her alone?”
Eric finally understood why Floyd Stanton
did not want to be addressed as “Uncle
Floyd” earlier. It turned out that Floyd did
not want to get involved in any personal
relationship with Eric.
Floyd looked at his daughter, who was
expressionless. Nicole then hooked up the
corners of her lips in derision.
“Sure,” she said.
Floyd knew deep down that his daughter
would not get hurt by that jerk again.
Otherwise, she would not have been so
resolute.
“Don’t take too long. I still want to introduce
you to some other old-timers in the
industry.”
After saying that, Floyd gave Eric a deep
look and walked away.
“Mr. Ferguson, what do you want to talk
about?”
Nicole casually took a glass of red wine
from the tray held by a passing waiter. The
burgundy liquid was very rich in color and
fragrance as she gently swayed it in her
hand.
Eric’s gaze fell on Nicole’s face. His voice
was deep and magnetic.
“Why did you conceal your identity to marry
me?”
