Eric's gaze deepened. A trace of panic flashed in Nicole's eyes before she glared at Eric with some annoyance. The two of them were uncompromising.

They were in extreme proximity to each other, so much so that Nicole could feel Eric's breath in her face.

Nicole's heart was racing for a moment. She lifted her arms to push him away, but in the next second, Eric held her hand. His gaze was dark and deep as he looked at her. His voice was low and raspy.

"Nicole, what else do I have to do for you to forgive me?"

His plea and show of weakness felt like he wanted to cut his heart open so that she could see his sincerity.

Nicole tilted her head to look at him. Her heart trembled slightly like it was electrocuted. After a while, she chuckled.

"Mr. Ferguson, you don't have to do anything because I never look back."

Her heart was as cold as a rock.

At this moment, a set of heavy, unfamiliar footsteps came from the side.

Who could be so insensitive as to interrupt them at this time?

"Ms. Stanton, it's almost the curtain call. Shall I walk you back?"

It was Clayton Sloan.

His warm voice seemed to save her heart which was almost shaken by Eric's sadness and grief.

Nicole calmly pushed Eric away. Her gaze was clear and cold. "Yes, please, Mr. Sloan."

She ignored Eric's gaze and walked towards Clayton, taking his arm as they went into the elevator. Nicole could feel the cold and sharp gaze that kept following them.

Eric felt that he was about to lose control of his emotions, but he could only watch her leave.

The feeling that he was really going to lose her was getting stronger and stronger.

He was scared, worried, and panicked, but he dared not say anything.

His fists were clenched tightly for a long time before he returned to normal.

The next day.

Nicole got up early in the morning. The weather was amazing with birds chirping on the branches. The

dense trees shaded the balcony from direct sunlight.

She stretched her back and went to the office early in the morning.

Nicole's office attire was always arbitrary. Sometimes, she would wear casual skirts, while other times, she would wear semi-formal suits. She would not deliberately dress in a certain way just to create an image of a strong, decisive businesswoman.

After all, no one dared to say anything.

Logan walked into Nicole's office with a stack of documents.

Nicole picked up the cup of coffee on the table and took a sip.

It was very soothing.

She curled up her lips. "Before you do anything else today, tell HR to fire Ivy Harrison."

Logan was stunned and a little surprised.

"Besides that, replace out what projects Harrison Corporation is eyeing recently and take it over if it's promising."

Logan was surprised, but he dared not ask any more questions and did not delay it.

"Yes, President."

He immediately left the office.

Nicole was never someone who did not give second

chances. Ivy Harrison was fired in less than three days, so she must have violated Nicole's taboo.

Ivy Harrison was connected to Harrison Corporation. Most high-society ladies who could not perform would usually be asked to resign. Ivy getting dismissed so blatantly and Nicole fiercely pursuing this matter was a disgrace to Harrison Corporation.

After a morning meeting, Nicole had lunch with Grant at noon and received Logan's report by the time she returned to the office in the afternoon.

"Ivy Harrison has been waiting for two hours. She insists on seeing you before she leaves."

Nicole chuckled indifferently. 'She's making death throes now? Why would she do all that in the first place?'

"I don't want to waste my time on her. Tell her to go wherever she came from."

Logan expected this and only wanted to get confirmation from Nicole before he went back out.

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