The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 613 Frantic Woman

When the sunlight lazily crept up the window and shone on Nicole's face through the gap in the curtain, it created dark shadows on the curtains which cascaded onto the ground. Nicole's hungover head was still a little groggy and not quite awake.

She lazily opened her eyes, rubbed them, and quickly adapted to the bright, wavering sunlight.

It was a bright morning, and the room was warm.

However, Nicole stiffened and widened her eyes.

'I had too much to drink, and then what? I don't remember anything... It looks like that wine is pretty strong. I've always been a good drinker, but I got myself drunk?'

When she looked down, she saw that her clothes were still the same as last night's, just a little messy.

At that moment, Nicole was relieved. 'I guess I can still feel my way back to bed even after drinking too much last night!'

Thinking that, she went to freshen up and took a shower with a muddled mind.

Half an hour later.

Nicole came out.

Her phone suddenly rang.

She walked over and saw that it was a call from Dominic Young.

"Mr. Young, it's so early in the morning. Do you want to report to me about work, or arrange work for me?"

"Ms. Stanton... President Nicole... What else is there to talk about work? Mr. Ferguson drove away Sadie and Charlotte, so who should we look for to fill these two vacancies?" This statement was like a boulder hitting Nicole's head. She was too stunned to react for a moment.

"Huh? Why?"

"I... How should I know? Why don't you ask Mr. Ferguson about his wise decision?" Dominic stammered.

Dominic could vaguely perceive that it might have something to do with those actresses knocking on his door last night, but at the same time, it did not seem so simple. Nicole hung up the phone, got dressed, and went straight to Eric.

'Those two women came up to knock on my door last night. Is he afraid that it'll affect his reputation? Hah! What a hypocrite!'

Eric's room was on the same floor at the end of the corridor.

It was a little too unusually quiet today.

Nicole went over to Eric's door, but before she could knock, someone inside opened the door and came out.

It was Mitchell.

"Good morning, Ms. Stanton."

Nicole raised her eyebrows and resumed her previous cool and bland look.

"Good morning, Mitchell."

Mitchell smiled and asked, "Ms. Stanton, do you feel unwell?"

Nicole was surprised by the question. "No..."

He breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. Mr.

Ferguson is waiting for you inside."

Nicole nodded, and the doubts in her heart deepened.' Why did Mitchell suddenly ask about my health?'

However, she soon threw those doubts to the back of her mind. She had come to ask Eric for clarification.

'What right did he have to be so domineering and chase away the actresses so simply? Did he think that this is his company?

A few images suddenly flashed through Nicole's mind. It was about Sadie and Charlotte knocking on the door in their sexy pajamas.

'Is it just because of this? What a pretentious man!' Now, this variety show had to be adjusted because of Eric's decision. Nicole did not care that her investment went down the drain. The key was that this would delay Livia's business!

Nicole walked over and knocked on the door with a cold expression.

"Come in."

Two simple words that were his style.

Nicole helplessly went in. Before she saw him, she asked nonchalantly, "Mr. Ferguson, how did Sadie and Charlotte offend you that you had to drive them away?"

The next second, she saw Eric sitting on the sofa in a black shirt and pants. He was handsome and indifferent, which stunned Nicole slightly.

Nicole then frowned tightly when she saw a woman kneeling on the ground not far away, looking wretched and bloodied.

The atmosphere in the room condensed and froze in a n instant.

Nicole's face paled as she did not expect to see this scene.

When the woman saw Nicole, her voice which was mute from crying so much, once again gained its strength. She crawled over to Nicole in tears with her head hanging low and her chest pressed tightly to the ground. The woman used the humblest gesture, wanting to exchange it for Nicole's forgiveness.

The woman's hands were already purple and twisted abnormally, looking incredibly painful. Her fingers hung loose on her hands helplessly, as if they were not within her control anymore...