Chapter 464
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Chapter 464 Inordinate Ambition
Old Master Ferguson said, âDonât waste your efforts on Nicole anymore.
She has scandals with male celebrities left and right, and now even a scandal with Clayton Sloan.
Which family can accept such a woman that has more scandals than you? If she really marries into our
family, how can we still command respect from others?â Ericâs gaze swept over Ivy Harrison, who was
standing obediently at the side.
The cold light in his eyes pierced her like a knife. Ivy was nervous and did not know what she had done
wrong.
She wanted to take a closer look at his eyes, but he had already shifted his gaze. Was it disappointment
or joy? Ericâs thin lips were pursed. His complexion was dark and unsightly. âIf you want a marriage
alliance, you can marry her yourself.
Nicole is my only choice.â After that, Eric hung up the phone. His body was exuding a dense chill.
The surrounding people who wanted to exchange pleasantries with Eric dared not approach him. Seeing
that he hung up the phone, Ivy Harrison came over again.
She carefully examined his face and said in a soft voice, âMr. Ferguson, would you like something to
drink?â T an Eric glanced at her. His thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was extremely cold.
âGo and tell Eli Harrison not to count on me.â O Ivy froze for a moment and blinked. âI-I donât understand
what you mean.â Eric raised his head and met her eyes. The coldness in his eyes was so powerful and
shocking that it startled Ivy. âInordinate ambition.â That was all he said to her. In one fell swoop, Eric saw
through Ivy Harrisonâs little thoughts.
She felt like she was slapped in the face She felt like she walapped in the face because her cheeks
burned, yet there was nowhere to escape. To Ivy, Eric was her inordinate ambition. Her eyes instantly
reddened as tears accumulated. She turned around and ran away. The surrounding people lamented
when they saw this scene.
Initially, they sympathized with Nicole, but now, they sympathized with that innocent girl.
Nicole simply did not pay attention to Ericâs movements. She sat with Clayton for a while and went
around to socialize with others. Everyone there was acquaintances, so it was not awkward.
After having some wine, Nicole felt a little warm and wanted to get some fresh air. She smiled and looked
at Clayton. âIâm going to the bathroom. Be right back.â Clayton nodded like a gentleman and led her to
one end of the promenade as he pointed to the other end.
âItâs right at the end.â âThanks.â ei Nicole walked over. The marble walls of the long corridor echoed with
the crisp sound of her high heels. Just as she reached the corner, she heard the sound of a woman
sobbing inside.
âWhat are you crying for? Eric Ferguson wonât even look at you even when heâs crippled. Youâre so
useless!â The shrill female voice was harsh with ridicule and a bit of smugness.
The person who spoke was none other than Ivy Harrisonâs half-sister, Joy Harrison. If Joy was not
already married, this illegitimate daughter would not even stand a chance to marry Eric Ferguson.
Joy was scolding and humiliating Ivy for being useless, yet she was secretly delighted that Eric Ferguson
did not fancy Ivy. Nicole paused and frowned.
Thinking that there was no way to avoid this, Nicole PO there was no way to bid this, Nicole openly
walked to the other side of the promenade since there was no reason for her to hide.
She saw two similar-looking women standing there and was waiting for them t o leave after noticing her,
but they did not. I Ivy bit her lower lip and sobbed aggrievedly.
Joyâs arms were folded. She then reached out to pinch Ivyâs waist viciously. Ivy did not even dare to
flinch. It looked like she was used to being bullied because she did not show the slightest intention to
fight back.
They still did not notice Nicole standing there, so Nicole could only helplessly continue to watch the
show.
She did not mean to pry. âIâll try my bestâ¦â Joy sneered. âA vulgar person like you wonât even look
elegant in the finest clothes. No wonder Eric Ferguson doesnât even want to look at you.
A shameless homewreckerâs daughter like you doesnât even deserve to have a day in the sun if not for
the Harrison blood that flows in your veins.â