The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 1752 She's Killing It

Nicole brushed the topic aside with a jest.

Everyone naturally could not fuss over whether she answered the question or not. After all, Ms. Stanton's temper was not to be messed with. Clayton hung up her coat and held her waist gently. In fact, he was carefully protecting her belly. She knew but did not say anything.

Nicole paused and glanced at him.

"I didn't know you'd be here."

Clayton smiled. "It's my fault for not telling you."

Nicole smiled and walked over to sit down. Clayton bent over to hold her chair. "Don't drink later. Ms.

Quimbey is over there..."

Clayton pointed in a direction. Yvette was sitting among a group of women playing bridge. She clearly saw Nicole, but she could not bear to leave because of the good cards in her hands.

She waved her hand to greet Nicole, who stood up with a smile.

"Okay, you can go socialize. I'll go replace Yvette."

These people usually brought dates when socializing, but some people did not bring their wives. They all knew it in their hearts and simply did not say it out

loud.

After all, no one wanted to pry into other people's private lives. They were not paparazzi, so they were not that curious.

Clayton smiled and held her hand, walking her over. The woman on Yvette's other side took the initiative to give up her seat.

"Ms. Stanton, come and take a look. Ms. Quimbey is killing it today! We're about to be overwhelmed. You should take over for me this round while I go get some air..." The person who spoke was informed and smart. She was the best at reading social cues.

She was only here to show her face and was not really in the same class as these rich ladies.

Seeing Nicole come over, the woman quickly gave up her seat before anyone could chase her away.

Nicole smiled and did not stand on ceremony.

"Sure. We'll split the money if I win later."

The woman stood to the side with a smile. Clayton stood behind for a while, surveying the cards in front o f Nicole before smiling and saying to the others. "Then I'll ask you ladies to take care of her."

Nicole blushed slightly and glanced at Clayton. She did not say anything and looked down at her cards.

Everyone laughed at the ambiguous atmosphere.

Yvette could not help but tease Clayton. "There's no taking care of anyone at the table! Mr. Sloan, get ready to fork out your money!"

Clayton laughed, stroked Nicole's head, and silently left.

Yvette winked at Nicole. "Mr. Sloan's eyes could barely tear away from you. Don't you guys feel tired of being together all day long?"

Nicole looked at Yvette, but everyone else was looking back at her, so she held back her scolding words.

"What's the point of marrying someone if you get tired of them? Don't be ridiculous!"

Yvette laughed. "That's true. Now that Mr. Sloan is official, he can't wait to tell everyone that you're married, especially right after your wedding back then. He had a constant supply of sweets in his pocket to give out to everyone he saw. We ate so much that we got toothaches..."

Nicole seemed to imagine that scene and suddenly bowed her head with a smile.

Another woman laughed and teased Yvette.

"Ms. Quimbey, isn't your relationship with Mr. Sheldon just as good? Look, when you guys came over, Mr. Sheldon was handed a cigarette, but he dropped it in fright when you saw it..."

Everyone laughed as they continued playing the cards.

Yvette was teased and could not help but stay silent for a moment, not knowing how to retort.

Another woman named Tina exclaimed.

"It's true that the richer the man, the deeper their feelings. The ones who just started to earn a little money are the ones who like to womanize the most. It's good if they just play with cars and money, but it's disgusting when they play with women and drugs."

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