The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 917 We Can't Live Together

Nicole was a bit stunned at the question.

Make it public?

So soon?

She was not mentally prepared for it.

After a few seconds of hesitation, she looked at him.

"Now's not the time yet, right? When some time passes H

It was not time for their relationship to be made public yet. Once it was made public, it was bound to set off a storm both inside and outside the circle.

It would even ripple into the stock market and cause turmoil. Thus, Nicole had to be prepared for it.

Besides, their relationship was not stable enough yet, and the consequences of rashly making their relationship public were too great...

It was not worth it.

Seeing Nicole's troubled look, Clayton suddenly laughed.

His tone was low and gentle, and his eyes were a little helpless.

"It's okay. I'm not an unreasonable person. I'll wait however long I have to, but on one condition..."

Nicole raised her eyes and looked at him.

His eyes gradually deepened as he paused.

"When you're discharged, don't go back to the Stanton Mansion. Move out, okay?"

Nicole looked at him with a complicated expression and said nothing.

She was much more alert now.

Clayton smiled helplessly. "You have to give your boyfriend a chance to be attentive. How will I perform if you go back to Stanton Mansion?"

If he sent her home just a little later, Floyd might come after him with a knife.

Clayton did not dare to imagine that picture.

Nicole was conflicted for a moment. Thinking about it now, Clayton was right. She had gotten the wrong idea.

She misunderstood the lofty and noble Clayton Sloan.

Nicole nodded. "Okay, I'll tell my family, but... We can't live together."

As soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere fell awkwardly silent.

Clayton smiled meaningfully and stroked her hair.

"Okay, as you wish."

The most important thing was to coax her to move out first.

This floor had a simple kitchenette upstairs, and Clayton insisted on cooking for her. Nicole could not stop him.

She did not understand. 'Why were men so obsessed with the kitchen? Was takeout not delicious?'

However, it was better than sitting together and staring at each other.

Nicole looked at the messages Logan sent her, saying that he was already downstairs.

Soon after, Logan came up.

Nicole looked at the documents in his hand and raised her brows.

Logan put the documents in front of her with a smile and wiped his sweaty palms off.

"President Grant said that your recuperation time is too long, and he was afraid that you'd be bored, so he got me to bring you some early projects to pass the time. How is your foot?"

The corners of Nicole's mouth twitched. "It's much better. Is my brother very busy lately?"

Even if she slacked off in the past, Grant would always turn a blind eye.

Why did he act like a different person this time?

Logan paused and nodded heavily.

"Yes, he's busy. He's busy dating!"

Nicole was speechless.

She instantly understood the meaning of those words.

Nicole looked at the stack of documents and felt her head hurt.

She touched her chin and looked at Logan. "Has my house been tidied up?"

Logan nodded. "Your apartments are all in prime locations, so they'll be very popular once listed. We've selected several high-quality tenants in advance and plan to sign the contract with them. Do you want to look at the information beforehand?"

Nicole shook her head. "No need. They don't intend to stay for long anyway, so their quality doesn't matter. Move my stuff to Crystal Gardens and leave the rest alone."

Logan nodded. He really did not understand.

According to Nicole's fortune, she did not lack money at all. Why did she have to rent out her houses?

To rich people like them, their houses would be cleaned regularly, and they would stay in them for a day or two occasionally. It could be regarded as having additional places to fall back on. Having more houses was a symbol of her wealth.

No matter how he tried, Logan could not figure the reason she was renting them out.