The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 2100 First Collaboration

After Clayton finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the huge living room.

Eric was a little surprised by Clayton's high IQ.

Clayton looked like a sly fox, but he was more ruthless than a fox.

He was more like a docile wolf.

Thinking of this, Eric hated Clayton even more.

Clayton was abominable for coming up with such a tortuous yet effective plan. However, his hands were clean.

He was clearly the most sinister person, but he looked clean and flawless.

Eric gnashed his teeth and looked at Clayton. His eyes unconsciously turned cold.

Clayton saw Eric's reaction and said with a smile, "Of course, this is just my suggestion. If you have your own ideas, you can put them forward."

It would not necessarily be better than his.

A full minute passed before Eric said slowly, "I agree."

In order to not see that woman again for the rest of his life, Eric had to do this.

Clayton said, "Great! My subordinates will stay guard in Southeast Asia. If your plan fails, I'll solve it in time to make sure everything goes smoothly."

With that, Clayton retracted his gaze and looked at the living room. He could not help but laugh when he saw the mess in the living room.

"Mr. Ferguson, here's to a great collaboration!"

Clayton smiled speciously with an unreadable emotion.

"This is the first time I came to Imperial Gardens. I didn't expect you to be so nostalgic. My wife hates tiny houses like this. Seems to me you were quite stingy and didn't care about your first marriage." After Clayton finished speaking, he ignored Eric's cold and murderous gaze, calmly turned around, and left.

The reason why Clayton decided to stab Eric where it hurt was that he did not want to take that punch in vain. Clayton felt a pain in the corner of his mouth, so he had to make Eric feel uncomfortable too.

Eric wished that he could pierce a hole through Clayton's head with his gaze, but unfortunately, it did not work. Clayton returned to the car.

Shane, who came back from Southeast Asia, saw Clayton's wound. His eyes suddenly sank.

"Mr. Sloan, shall we go to the hospital first?"

Clayton glanced at him. "No, drive."

"Mr. Sloan..."

"Go home first. I want my wife to take a look before I go to the hospital."

Shane was speechless.

Back at home, Nicole found out that Yasmin was Angie.

She was shocked ?d#:RMT? did not speak for three minutes.

"So, you already knew?"

Nicole looked at Clayton. The warm towel in her hand gradually turned cold.

Clayton glanced at her, held her hand, and said softly," I just found out last night when Shane discovered that something was wrong with the Angie in Southeast Asia. He restrained her and rushed back overnight. My people who were watching Yasmin also reported back... Don't worry. It'll be resolved soon. This woman won't be jumping around for long."

For some reason, Nicole felt a chill in her whole body.

She was unable to speak.

Nicole felt a kind of happiness like she had avoided a catastrophe.

However, her heart ached for the innocent Tina.

Tina could have had a better future.

Nicole was downcast for a while. When she saw that Clayton's face turned pale from the pain and could not speak, she panicked.

She quickly turned all her attention to him.

"Why are you so careless? He's a lunatic! Why didn't you dodge when he hit you?"

Nicole was both heartbroken and angry.

That annoying Eric really had not changed one bit and had a tendency to violence.

Clayton smiled and comforted her softly, "Mr.

Ferguson is proficient in martial arts. I can't dodge his attacks even if I want to. I'm fine. It doesn't matter." i

The more Clayton said this, the more Nicole felt sorry for Clayton.

Her heart ached for her husband.

Nicole frowned and carefully wiped his wound.

"Next time, don't meet with him alone. Bring Luca and Shane along. If not, you can bring a few more bodyguards. He'll be afraid if you have more people." "Yes, ma'am. You're right."

Clayton said in a mellow and husky voice.

He held her hand and put it to his lips to kiss it gently before he let go of her reluctantly.

This matter was still not over.

Eric moved out of Imperial Gardens.

Even Mitchell was very surprised.

Once, Mitchell could not help it and asked, "Mr. Ferguson, don't you miss the days in Imperial Gardens? Why did you suddenly let go of the past?"

In fact, Mitchell really wanted to ask about Nicole, but he was really out of ideas.

Mitchell dared not mention that name casually.

Eric looked at him with dark eyes and a sullen face.

"Mind your own business."

Mitchell hurriedly lowered his head.

Eric lowered his head and got into the car.

It was close to dusk.

The sky gradually turned dim as the faint twilight enveloped the earth.

For some reason, Mitchell felt that Eric had changed, but this feeling was indescribable.

Eric looked down at the document and asked casually, "Is that driver dealt with?"

Mitchell nodded. "Yes, we made him sign a nondisclosure agreement and dismissed him that day. He probably didn't expect that he'd get involved in this matter. He's an avid drinker. He drove under the influence that night and got into an accident. He's now in the police station."

Eric raised his eyebrows and did not expect that this matter was solved so perfectly without him needing to do anything.

Along the way, Eric instructed Mitchell on various things.

They arrived at Ferguson Corporation.

Before Eric got out of the car, he received a lot of messages.

Keith excitedly asked Eric to check his social media.

He was afraid that Eric would not be able to see it and even took a screenshot for Eric.

Clayton posted a selfie on his social media. His handsome and gentle smile had a slight bruise in the corner which seemed a little out of place.

He also added a caption that read, "Injured and recuperating with my wife."

In the picture was a slender and beautiful hand that was holding a medicine bottle.

There was a pink diamond as big as a pigeon's egg on that hand, which was extremely eye-catching.

Many recognized that it was Nicole's hand at a glance.

Some people also commented on the photo.

[Mr. Sloan, you purposely took a vacation, right?]

[Who hurt you? Did you hit yourself?]

[Mrs. Sloan must be so distressed!]

After Eric read through each comment, his face was livid.

He snorted coldly.

Such a small injury would heal in two days, but Clayton still had the nerve to take a picture and post it on social media.

Was Clayton deliberately showing off or provoking someone?

Or was Clayton deliberately provoking Eric?

Eric could not stop the rage that was burning in his chest. It felt like he was about to burn to death.

Mitchell looked at Eric, who was a few steps behind, and urged him.

"Mr. Ferguson, all the directors have been waiting for more than 20 minutes..."

"If they don't want to wait, they can leave."

Eric's tone was unkind.

Mitchell could feel Eric's wrath in an instant.

He immediately held back the rest of his words and followed Eric without urging him again.

Mitchell realized that what he felt just now must be an illusion.

How could Eric change?

Eric would only make others change! 3