The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 415 His Sense of Crisis

Out of politeness, Nicole kept that thought to herself.

Clayton immediately sensed the change in Nicole's mood and smiled decently.

"Michael asked me to give it to you. He said that you'd like it, but I doubt it..."

With that, Clayton Sloan casually tossed the bouquet of white chrysanthemums on the side of the table and reached out to shake hands with Gerard Lichman. 'What was I thinking to believe my stupid son that Nicole only likes white chrysanthemums?!' Clayton thought.

Nicole breathed a sigh of relief. 'Oh... It turned out to be Lil Michael..."

At the thought of this, Nicole missed the boy because she had not seen him in a while.

Nicole regained composure and exchanged pleasantries with the rest. Gerard took a phone call and hung up after a few words.

Gerard said, "Let's go to the conference room.

Everyone's here."

Once they got to the conference room and saw the people inside, Nicole was slightly stunned.

'Eric Ferguson actually came in person?!'

Although Eric was sitting in a wheelchair, it did not look awkward. He still had an awe-inspiring aura and was able to command the scene.

Nicole did not say much about his arrival. The meeting went smoothly.

This project was originally Stanton Corporation and Clayton Sloan's cooperation. Although J&L Corporation was involved, Gerard Eichman did not get dividends from it. Even so, the benefits from getting involved in this project were not to be underestimated.

The simple meeting was over in no time.

Clayton still had something to discuss with Nicole, so the two of them went to Nicole's office.

In the meeting room, Eric looked at Nicole's departing back with slightly narrowed eyes.

Gerard could not help but laugh. "Are you anxious now?"

Eric shot a sharp glance at Gerard. "Where's the new assistant?"

He felt that Clayton Sloan would not be a threat to him because he had a son and was still mourning his late wife. Clayton's purpose of returning to Mediania was purely for business.

However, Eric felt extremely uncomfortable with that fresh graduate assistant who appeared next to Nicole.

Eric received Gerard's call about the meeting earlier.

Before he left the house, Toto said, "You can't give that fresh grad a chance! Even though he can't compare to you, young hunks like that know how to sweet-talk women and can seduce women easily, so you have to go and intimidate him!"

Gerard's hand was in his pocket while he leaned on the table. His smiling eyes narrowed.

"Mr. Ferguson, you actually have a sense of crisis?"

Gerard then waved and beckoned for Tucker to come i n.

Tucker thought that Nicole was looking for him, but as soon as he came into the conference room, he only saw these two big shots with an awe-inspiring aura. There was an overwhelming chill in the room. A fresh graduate like Tucker who did not have much experience walked over with restraint. He overlapped his hands and bowed slightly.

"Mr. Ferguson, Mr. Eichman, do you have any orders for me?"

Since Tucker was here to follow up with the project, he had to do whatever he was instructed to do since they were his bosses.

Eric sat in his wheelchair with a dull expression, but he had a sullen and compelling vibe that gave off an invisible pressure without him having to say anything.

He lowered his eyes to look at the minutes in front of him, then inadvertently swept a glance at Tucker, who was standing there respectfully looking bewildered.

Eric's voice was low and clear.

"What's your name?"

"Mr. Ferguson, my name is Tucker."

Eric let out a faint "mm" and did not speak again.

The room fell into dead silence.

There was obvious nervousness on Tucker's youthful face. His eyes were also puzzled.

'So, what exactly did they call me here for...?' Tucker thought.

After a long time, Eric finally spoke. "Did you just join the workforce? Logan didn't come with Ms. Stanton today?"

Tucker immediately nodded and replied, "Ah yes.

Logan is busy with other projects. I just joined last month."

He was nervous, especially in front of Eric Ferguson.

Thus, he unconsciously answered Eric's questions.

Eric looked at him for a few seconds and narrowed his eyes.

After a long time, the corner of his lips curved downward.

"This project is very important, so don't let Ms.

Stanton down. You may leave."

Eric's words carried an innate arrogance and authority.

"Yes, sir."

Tucker breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly left the conference room.

'What was that about...?' Tucker thought in confusion.

Gerard tapped on the table. "That's it?"