Chapter 890
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
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Nicole took a sip of lemonade and looked at Ava with a smile.
âI canât help it. My life is good.â
Nicole would have gotten back at Ava if it was someone else.
When Nicole woke up, she had to be responsible for the livelihood of tens of thousands of people under
her hands. She could not even bear to eat if there was just the slightest turbulence in the stock market.
âItâs hard for me as a president too, okay?â
Nicole thought. Ava choked and felt like cotton was stuffed into her throat.
She smiled and took out her phone. âWhy donât we add each other on WhatsApp? Weâll keep in
contactâ¦â
Nicoleâs eyes flashed and she hesitated for a split second before agreeing.
âSure.:â
She really wanted to know what purpose Ava had for showing up here.
After adding Nicoleâs contact, Ava pushed her phone to Clayton and batted her seductive eyes, smiling
flirtatiously.
âLetâs add each other too.â
Clayton refused gently. âNo, I donât use social media often.â
Avaâs hand rested on her chin. Her eyes moved slightly and flickered between him and Nicole. âIsnât that
an excuse? What kind of person doesnât use social media? Could it be that Nicole doesnât allow you to
talk to other women? How could Nicole be such a petty person?â Nicole smiled and raised her brows.
She looked at Clayton. âYes, just add her. It might be usefulâ¦â Clayton looked troubled. He was
obviously reluctant.
However, since Nicole said so, he could not refuse. He had no choice but to add Avaâs contact. Nicole
glanced at Claytonâs front page. Ava immediately sent him a âshooting heartâ emoji. It was very cute and
adorable.
She then looked at her own front page.
It was empty. Nicole was suddenly lost in thought. However, Clayton did not reply at all. He looked at
Nicole gently. âHave you ordered yet?â Nicole raised her chin. âItâs Ms. Yorkâs treat, so I didnât hold back
and invited my colleagues to eat together.â Ava smiled. âYes, weâre old classmates, so thereâs no need t o
be polite. At most, you guys can treat me to dinner the next time!â
Tit-for-tat. There will be a next time.
Nicole was silent for a few seconds and smiled.
However, Claytonâs eyes twitched slightly. He immediately understood Nicoleâs attitude.
If Ava was a real friend, Nicole would not be so senseless and try to take a mile when given an inch.
At that moment, he silently helped straighten Nicoleâs scarf which she threw to the side.
The waiter served the dishes. The table was not big, so it was soon filled up.
âMs. Stanton, there are still many dishes leftâ¦â
Nicole smiled. âMy colleagues will be here in a moment. Put them on the rest of the seats. You donât
have to serve other guests this noon.â
The waiter nodded. âUnderstood, Ms. Stanton.â
Not long after, the waiter brought up the wine, and Ava hurriedly took it. âLet meâ¦â
She smiled and poured a glass for Nicole.
âI really envy you for having such a thoughtful and rich boyfriend. Arenât you rich people very particular
about marriage? Your boyfriendâs family must be rich, right? You were at the peak of life as soon as you
were born, and there were plenty of men chasing after you. You can get anyone with just a hook of your
fingers. As for me, Iâve been fighting alone and still donât have a boyfriend yetâ¦â
Ava looked at Clayton with her seductive and wandering eyes. She flashed him a brilliant smile.
Suddenly, her hand shook.
The wine spilled.
âIâm sorry. I was too careless. Let me help youâ¦â
Ava went around the table and tried to help Clayton to wipe his clothes that were stained with wine.