Chapter 829
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Eric was very resistant and intuitively knew that Nicole would not buy such acts.
However, Toto confidently patted his chest and assured Eric.
Eric looked down at his phone and sent another message, but he still saw the red exclamation next to
his message.
He had no other choice but to try other ways.
Eric took the iPad with a glum face and took a glimpse. His eyes immediately burned.
He threw it back.
âNo, I donât even want to see it!â
Eric stood up. He was the President of Ferguson Corporation and could give Nicole all the riches in the
world and die for her.
Why should he learn about these phrases? It was just tormenting his eyes.
[Iâve never thought about someone so much. Youâre the most special one out of all the girls Iâve ever
met.]
[I have a million words I want to say to you, but when I see you, I only want to say, âI miss youâ. Your
boyfriend wonât mind if he hears this, will he?]
[I know youâre angry, but he wonât mind that Iâm talking to you so late, right? We have nothing between
us anyway.]
Toto was a bit anxious and advised him.
âMr. Ferguson, do you know that Clayton Sloan has bought
a property at The Grand Manor, which is nearest to Ms. Stantonâs apartment? Heâs already prepared to
fight a protracted war!â
Ericâs gaze was deep and dark as he said with a faintly smug tone.
âI own both the adjacent floors upstairs and downstairs of her apartment. Iâm closer to her!â
Toto said, âBut Ms. Stanton doesnât live in her apartment. She lives in the Stanton Mansion!â Eric
paused for a few seconds. âCan you buy the Stanton Mansion?â Nope!
The Stanton family would never agree!
Toto looked at him and thought, âWhatâs the point of worrying about his image now? Who cares if itâs a
black cat or a white cat? As long as it can catch a mouse, itâs a good cat!â âMr. Ferguson, weâve already
lost to Clayton. Comparing you and Clayton, Ms. Stanton is clearly more sympathetic to him! If we donât
put in more effort, they⦠They might even have babies soon!â
Toto wanted to hit Eric with a brick to wake him up. âWake up! Your wife is going to run away with
someone else!â Ericâs face instantly turned cold and sullen. He swept a stern glance at Toto, who was
speaking rashly without thinking about the consequences.
Toto really said all of Ericâs taboos.
Toto lowered his head in trepidation and shrank his neck, shivering with fear from Ericâs aura. There
was silence for a while.
Ericâs tone was bitterly cold. His attitude was grim. âHeâs daydreaming!â Toto hurriedly agreed. âThatâs
right, heâs daydreaming!â
Eric picked up the iPad and looked at it for a few moments, then forced himself to endure the physical
and psychological discomfort to read on with a stiff face. âWhy do women like this act? Isnât actual
jewelry more attractive than meaningless sweet talk?â Toto was very satisfied with Ericâs change in
attitude. This way, there was still hope for Eric and Nicole!
âMr. Ferguson, we can go two ways, hard and soft. The soft method is learning to be coquettish like
Young Master Nathaniel. The hard method is learning the frisky attitude of a domineering president like
those novels.â
Eric was silent for a moment and immediately made a choice.
âLetâs go for the hard one.â
Outside, the city lights flickered. The night was deep and silent.
Back at Imperial Gardens.
After Eric spent two hours in the study to deal with the overseas companyâs major matters, Eric turned
his attention to the kitchen.
Toto found a typical novel of a dominant boss chasing his wife to Eric. Toto knew that Eric did not have
time to read it, so he converted it to audio playback.
Thus, Eric was making a stew in the kitchen while listening to the novel.
Eric looked tall and upright. His handsome face had no trace of temperature.
Ericâs brows were tightly knitted. He just felt like throwing the iPad in the pot.
Toto advised him. âMr. Ferguson, bear with it⦠Girls like these!â
Eric was desperately trying to hold back his anger as a constant stream of garbage was poured into his
ears. He looked like he could not stand it anymore.
The audiobook rang out. âThe 192-cm domineering president heard that the woman dared to disobey
him. He was so angry that he covered his newly replaced heart, took out a two-million-dollar check
from his pocket, and smashed it in the womanâs face.â
âShât!â Eric cursed loudly.