Chapter 118

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?”