The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 1071 Piss Him Off

Nicole walked over. Someone immediately went over to open the car door.

Clayton sat inside and smiled at her.

"Ms. Stanton, you're so pretty today."

Nicole smiled and stroked her hair by her ear.

"Mr. Sloan, I've heard this kind of praise so much until my ears get calluses."

Clayton froze for a moment, then his smile deepened.

"It's only right for you to get calluses from hearing this. After all, what I said comes from the heart."

Nicole rolled her eyes at him. 'Clayton's slick tongue must be his natural ability. I really can't beat him in this aspect."

The driver hurriedly got into the car with his head bowed and tried to minimize his presence.

Soon, they arrived at the venue.

Clayton got out to open the door for Nicole.

Once they were inside, many people came up to exchange pleasantries.

Nicole chatted for a while and found an excuse to get out, then ran away by herself to sit on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief.

In less than a minute, a tall figure stood behind her and smiled playfully.

"Did you just leave me behind like that?"

Clayton was amused and annoyed. 'She actually found an excuse herself and walked away...?'

Nicole paused. She forgot about Clayton and thought that she came with Grant or Kai.

She smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry, it's a habit. I forgot for a moment."

Clayton laughed helplessly.

Not far away, Keith saw this scene as soon as he came in and immediately wanted to cover his eyes. 'How could Nicole smile so brightly at another man? Isn't this a deliberate attempt to make Eric sad?'

Eric then followed Keith in and also saw this scene.

His face instantly turned cold and glum.

Keith laughed. "Hey, she's just blinded by the freshness of the moment. Don't take it to heart!"

Eric's gaze was cold as he stared at them for a few seconds and looked away, then strode to the other side.

Keith immediately sighed with relief.

The organizer spoke from above.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to tonight's dinner. In fact, this is a dinner to welcome my friend who came from Liberty. Please welcome the Chairman of Sloan Corporation, Quavon Sloan!" Nicole heard this and shifted her gaze.

A refined and elegant feeble old man slowly walked out stiffly, looking sickly pale, but with an energetic face.

As soon as Clayton saw that man, Clayton narrowed his eyes. The mild expression on his face instantly turned gloomy.

Nicole blinked. No matter how slow she was, she could feel that Clayton's bad mood came from this nominal father.

From what Isaac Sloan said earlier, Clayton had pushed his father down the stairs, which turned his father into a cripple, but it did not look like that.

Chairman Quavon Sloan said some opening remarks and came down to exchange pleasantries with everyone.

Such a rich financier would surely attract a host of people with other intentions.

Clayton just stayed by Nicole's side, somewhat silent.

Nicole paused. "You don't want to say something?"

Clayton froze, reached out, and stroked her hair with a gentle smile on his face.

"There's nothing to say. He'll come over later anyway.

You don't have to say or do anything, just watch the show."

Nicole nodded.

In the next second, the old voice gradually approached them.

"Thank you for the reception dinner you prepared for me, old friend. You're too polite. Although I'm not in Mediania these years, I always think about you..." "Don't worry about it!"

"Clayton, have you forgotten all your manners ever since you came to Mediania?"

Clayton, who was named, stood up slowly, turned around calmly, and hooked his lips.

"Good evening... Father."