Chapter 832
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
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Nicole froze slightly. She then saw that Eric was walking over with a thermos flask.
His slender fingers moved fluidly to pour out a bowl of stew and pushed it over.
âHave a tasteâ¦â
Nicole frowned and thought that Eric seemed a little off today.
She could not tell what was wrong with him.
Nicole looked at the stew. âToto made stew so early in the morning?â
Eric lowered his thick and lush eyelashes. His black eyes were sunken, and his voice was deep.
âMmâ¦â
Nicole did not feel like eating stew and did not touch it.
âBesides me blocking you, do you have other things to talk about?â
She implied that it was time for him to leave.
Ericâs lips were pressed into a straight line. His eyes seemed to have ripples.
âI intend to speed up J&L Corporationâs project. I poached a high-tech research team from Denmark.
Theyâll arrive next month. When the time comes, weâll rearrange the projectâs process.â
Nicole was dumbfounded for a moment.
A high-tech research team from Denmark was no longer just a matter of salary. It was even harder to
poach core technical staff than a soccer team, so how did Eric do it?
Eric looked at Nicole quietly. His temperament was oppressive as he said slowly, âSo, Clayton Sloan can
hurry up and go back to where he came from.â
Eric spent so much money to poach an excellent team so that he could rush the process, just so that
Clayton could leave quickly.
It was best if Clayton could stay further away from Eric and Nicole. The further, the better!
A chill lingered in the air.
Nicole took a deep breath. âMr. Sloanâs schedule is not within my arrangement.â
Eric smirked. His eyebrows were intertwined with coldness and warmth.
âNicole, you know what I mean. If you reject him, I can give you whatever you want.â
Nicole raised her eyes in a flash.
âWOWâ¦â
The confidence in his eyes was hard to conceal.
Only Eric could pull off saying such words without being ridiculed for bragging. Eric thought that he was
much better than those â domineering presidentsâ from the novels that Toto showed him.
After all, if Eric took two million dollars and smashed it in Nicoleâs face, she would just feel like he was
insulting her.
She would probably take 20 million dollars in cash to bury him under.
To avoid such barbaric behavior, Eric decided to be pedantic and threw this money in a more valuable
place!
Nicole looked at Eric, who was elegant and reserved. His beautiful black eyes were sunken, and he
looked perfect. She thought, âBut why do I want to beat him up so badIy?â
âMr. Ferguson, I hope you understand thatâ¦â
She paused and took a deep breath. âYouâre also a beneficiary in Claytonâs project. Youâll only benefit
from your own investment, so what does it have to do with threatening me?â Nicole was earning money
properly, so why should she get hooked by Ericâs lousy request? How shameless!
Ericâs face instantly sank. Since he was the smallest beneficiary in this project, he did not remember or
care for this bit of benefit.
Thus, he overlooked this point.
âDamn it! What a blunder!â
His eyelashes drooped and created a shadow. He calmly and frankly accepted Nicoleâs criticism.
In the end, Eric pushed the stew in front of Nicole again. His tone was calm, and his voice was deep.
âIâm just proving my strength. I didnât mean to threaten you. Here, moisten your throatâ¦â
âHah!â Nicole wanted to laugh in exasperation. She just felt like she was hitting a bag of cotton.
This bastard was getting more capable at getting on her nerves.
Nicole took a deep breath and told herself not to get angry because if she died from anger, who would
benefit from it?
She looked at the bowl of stew in front of her and thought that she did miss Totoâs cooking.
Without another thought, Nicole picked up the bowl and took a sip.
Ericâs eyes suddenly flickered for a moment.
In the next second, Nicole struggled not to spit it out. She had good cultivation, so she could not throw
up.
Nicole swallowed it with an odd look like she was swallowing poison.
Ericâs face was calm and somewhat nonchalant as he asked her, âIs it yummy?â
âIs poison yummy?â Nicole thought.