The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 1991 Our Plan

The living room fell silent.

Nicole could not bear it anymore and glanced at Mrs. Lindstrom.

"Mrs. Lindstrom, if you paid attention to international affairs, you'd know that carrying guns in South Africa isn't illegal. Your helicopter will fall into the ocean if it runs out of fuel halfway. If it doesn't fall into the ocean, your people will be hunted down and killed. Go ahead and try it if you're confident, but this is the best we can do for you."

Nicole shrugged her shoulders, and Mrs. Lindstrom's face turned pale.

"So, they have guns and we can't call the police?"

Clayton lowered his eyes and did not speak. He just turned the teacup in his hand gently.

Floyd also sighed.

"If you look for Interpol, wouldn't my family be exposed for smuggling your son out? You'd better be clear about which channel you want. Don't toy with us."

Floyd put down his cup heavily on the table.

Mr. Lindstrom's expression changed dramatically, and Mrs. Lindstrom did not dare to say a word.

Mr. Lindstrom said, "We don't mean that. My wife is clueless. I completely agree with

Mr. Sloan's plan. I have nothing to say as long as you can bring my son back!"

Clayton smiled faintly. "Don't worry, Mr. Lindstrom. There might be times when we lose contact with Samuel during the process, and there's nothing I can do about it. But I'll let you know after two or three months when he arrives."

He stood up after he finished his sentence, signaling for the guests to leave.

Mr. Lindstrom did not stay as he felt embarrassed and could only stand up to leave with Mrs. Lindstrom.

Floyd sat there with a confused expression, looking really angry and helpless.

"I wanted to help them, thinking that they're our fellow countrymen. But did you hear what that woman said just now?!

She's even complaining that Clayton isn't putting in enough effort?!"

Mrs. Lindstrom's stupid plan earlier showed how dissatisfied she was with Clayton's plan.

However, their power was limited, so they wanted the Stantons to help them.

Floyd heard it ?c&:RIX? was infuriated.

Nicole smiled and shook her head.

"Never mind... They're just anxious, which is understandable."

Floyd stood up. "If it wasn't understandable, I would've kicked them out long ago."

After speaking, Floyd looked at Clayton.

"Don't take it to heart. I know that you tried your best."

Clayton smiled. "I won't, Dad. I understand.'

Although Clayton said so, he actually had no interest in saving Samuel at all.

However, everything was worth it if he could leave a good impression on his father-in-law.

Nicole took Clayton's arm and sighed.

"My baby has been wronged. A kind person like you will definitely have good karma!"

Clayton was stunned by Nicole's sudden sympathy for him.

The coldness in his heart just now disappeared without a trace.

He smiled, lowered his head, and said modestly, "It's alright. I don't feel wronged."

Floyd frowned when he saw the two of them sticking together. He stood up in disdain. "You can't even sit properly! Where are your manners?"

After he said that, Floyd stood up and went upstairs with his hands behind his back.

At his age, he could no longer stand such mushy acts.

It was better to be out of sight and out of mind!

Seeing this, Nicole laughed and nestled on the sofa.

In the warehouse.

When Tyler saw the antiques carefully stored in the box, his eyes lit up instantly.

There were ancient calligraphy, paintings, antique vases, and all kinds of valuable ornaments which were all worth a fortune.

He truly did not expect that a woman like Nicole would tinker with something so valuable.

Tyler carefully opened one of the boxes and touched the inside of the box.

Suddenly, he felt something cold on his fingertips. His expression changed dramatically, and he slowly retracted his hand. Holy sh*t!

Nicole was not bluffing. There really was an explosive device inside.

It would be easy to take one or two of these boxes. But with so many boxes here, they would probably be blown to ashes if they missed one of them.

It was not worth the risk.

Tyler's subordinates followed him inside and took a look.

"Boss, there are 16 boxes in total. Could this be a trap?"

Tyler stood there coldly for a while.

"Will she use such valuable items to set a trap?" "Maybe it's fake!"

Tyler said, "No. I used to be in the antique business. These are obviously shipped out from a private collection. They all have markings on them."

He was about to explain in more detail when his phone rang.

Tyler picked up his phone, looked at it, and answered the call decisively.

"Sis?"

After a while, the person over the phone said something.

Tyler's expression changed immediately. He then hung up the phone and looked at his subordinates.

"Put these in the safe and put them in our boat. We'll leave tomorrow night."

"Yes, Boss."

Tyler strode out of the warehouse with a glum face and went straight to Ferguson Corporation.

Eric was listening to a report when Tyler rushed in. No one outside could stop Tyler.

"Eric, my sister is missing. Did you do this?"

Eric frowned slightly, then waved his hand.

The people in the office left one after another.

"What did you say?"

"Don't act dumb. Was it you? My sister suddenly went missing!"

Tyler's face was gloomy.

Eric lowered his eyes calmly and pursed his lips, with coldness and forbearance.

"I don't know what's going on."

"If it's not you, who else would it be?"

Tyler pointed at him rudely.

"You're a cold-blooded and heartless person. My sister gave birth to your son, and you still don't want to let her go?! Have you forgotten that your sister and your mother are still in my hands? Do you want them to end up like your grandfather?"

Tyler's voice was menacing and threatening as he exuded a strong chill.

Eric's eyes became ruthless.

Eric lifted his eyelids and said in a cold voice, "Are my mother and sister really in your hands?"

He clenched his fists discreetly and did not forget what Nicole said to him.

For some reason, he felt that Nicole was right.

Tyler's face twitched slightly.

Undercurrents surged in his eyes, and a killing intent suddenly surfaced.

"Of course. Do you want me to show you what I'm capable of?"

Eric captured Tyler's short moment of hesitation.

Tyler was hesitant and angry, which meant that Ingrid and Quinn were not with him.

Eric instantly felt relieved, as if a boulder had been removed from his chest. He became more patient.

Nicole was right.

It was just that Eric did not want Tyler to see through it.

He raised his eyes and said in a cold tone,' Tyler, don't forget that we're already on the same boat, and you forced me to get on board. Since you have my sister and my mother, will I just let them die?" Tyler glared at him sharply.

He obviously did not trust Eric.

Eric pursed his lips. "How about this? I'll get someone to investigate."

Tyler replied, "No need. I'll investigate by myself. This had better not have anything to do with you. Otherwise, you can collect your mother and sister's corpses."

He turned around and left after saying that

Tyler threatened Eric with his family, so when Angie went missing, his first suspect was Eric.

Their cooperation was inherently fragile.

How could Tyler be at ease?

However, what was most important now were Angie and that batch of goods.

Tyler could not wait any longer and wanted to leave tonight.

Eric looked at Tyler's back with squinted eyes. He looked ruthless.

When Nicole received the call, she was a little surprised.

"So soon?"

Luca said, "Yes, they said that they're shipping the goods tomorrow night, but I just saw them loading the ship, so I'm guessing that they're leaving tonight. Miss, we can start to execute our plan."