The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 1103 Steal His Woman

Clayton was rich and talented.

However, after he left the Sloan family, he lost those advantages.

Did Clayton want to marry Nicole?

Absolutely impossible!

Quavon was an experienced person and knew this better than anyone.

Isaac's expression eased, but his heart was still furious.

"Then we should seize the opportunity! Nicole doesn't have a good impression of me. We can't let Clayton take this chance."

"We can't even get into the Stanton Mansion. What's the use of being anxious?"

Quavon was a little annoyed.

Isaac was quite clever at first, but in recent years, he became a little unreasonable in the Sloan family.

Isaac's face changed.

He looked at Quavon with somewhat complex eyes.

"Brother, you don't think that since Clayton is your son, he'll be of help to the Sloan family just the same if he marries Nicole, right?"

He said the word "brother" through gritted teeth.

Quavon's face changed slightly, and his gaze darkened as he looked at Isaac.

"What are you saying?"

His eyes were tinged with a trace of anger.

Was he not biased enough?

Isaac's recent actions really disappointed him.

He fought against Clayton at every chance and disgraced himself at every turn.

Isaac glared at Quavon. His eyes were sharp and filled with forbearance.

"Clayton is also part of the Sloan family, as well as your biological son. He also personally raised your grandson, Michael. Don't you want to acknowledge him back?" Quavon did not speak and silently looked at Isaac.

Isaac grew even angrier, thinking that he had grasped Quavon's innermost thoughts.

"Clayton has made quite a prestigious name for himself. Are you regretting that you handed over the Sloan family to me in the first place?"

Quavon glared at him. "Isaac Sloan, remember your identity!"

He was warning Isaac.

Every time Isaac got into trouble, Quavon was the one who stepped in to set things right.

Isaac was used to it.

However, Isaac could not accept it. What if Quavon gave up on him?

Isaac sneered as something sinister emerged in his eyes.

"Identity? What identity? Brother, I'm just reminding you that you handed the Sloan family to me, so you can't regret it. No matter who Clayton is and whether or not he's your biological son, you have to stand on my side!"

Isaac shouted hysterically, somewhat out of control.

"The Sloan family is mine. Nicole Stanton will also be mine. Who does Clayton think he is? Who is he to compete with me?!"

Quavon looked at Isaac with gloomy eyes. "Haven't I always been on your side? What do you have to fight for? Just do your part. Holding up the Sloan family is what you should do, not staring at Clayton all day long!"

Quavon finished shouting with some disappointment in his eyes.

He always had high hopes for Isaac.

Even though the board of directors had repeatedly asked Clayton and Michael to join, Quavon had

outrightly rejected them.

Quavon did not want to leave any problems for the future.

Was he not biased enough?

Isaac's eyes were bloodshot. He held himself back and clenched his fists tightly.

"Fine, I won't focus on Clayton. I want Nicole. I want to be the son-in-law of the Stanton family!" Isaac's demand was straightforward.

Isaac wanted to let Clayton see that the woman he was pursuing would end up by his side.

The difference between Isaac and Clayton was not only their origins, but also their strength.

The woman Clayton had his eyes on would never be his.

Quavon looked at Isaac silently for half a minute and left without saying a word.

A malicious light flashed in Isaac's eyes. He had to obtain Nicole.

He wanted to make Clayton feel as if he was better off dead.

Outside the door.

The two people who were waiting quietly heard all this, and their faces were cold and solemn.

The tall and straight man stood there with a chill emanating from his body. He had a bitter aura that kept strangers away from him.

It was none other than Eric Ferguson.