The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 531 Fake to the Point That It's Disgusting

No one could make a joke out of Eric Ferguson.

Public opinion and the stock market would ferment wildly in the follow-up. It was still possible to have a degree of influence domestically, but once public opinion in Europe started to ignite and attack the research being done in Mediania, it would not be as simple as resulting in losses for the three companies.

It would affect Mediania's status and image. When relevant departments intervene, it would only make the situation more difficult to deal with as their hands were tied.

"Eric..."

Gerard looked at Eric speechlessly as the latter stood up with an unpleasant expression and left the conference room.

Mitchell packed his things from the side and shook his head.

Sure enough, Eric Ferguson would not accept any kind of blow from anyone. His self-confidence was inherent. Nicole arrived at the entrance of Ferguson Corporation and coincidentally saw Ivy Harrison standing there.

She looked like she was waiting for someone.

Specifically, she looked like she was waiting for Nicole.

The panic on her face under the forced calmness was too easy to see through.

Nicole frowned and walked over. "Were you waiting for me?"

Ivy nodded, her eyes slightly red and pitiful.

Nicole looked down and sent a message on her phone before raising her head again. "What is it?"

Whether it was in the office or outside, her attitude towards Ivy had always been cold and indifferent.

Nicole could not bring herself to like Ivy, and she was not eager to know her either. They were not the same kind of people, so there was no need for deep interaction.

Ivy took a deep breath and looked at the professional suit on Nicole which made her appear bright and clean -cut. It was a private custom-made style from a brand that Ivy could not afford to order from. "Ms. Stanton, Old Master Ferguson asked me to stay and take care of Eric. I'm also being put in a tough spot"

She paused and glanced at Nicole's bland expression, then continued, "I know that Eric only likes you, but for the sake of my family, I can't say no. But... If you're unhappy, or if you want to make up with Eric, I'm willing to withdraw from this."

Nicole lifted her eyes and looked at Ivy, her finger scrolling through her phone paused for a second.

There was a little tension in Ivy's eyes as she carefully examined Nicole's expression.

Her face was a little pale.

Nicole gently put down her hand and clasped them behind her back. She looked at Ivy indifferently.

"Ms. Harrison, I originally sympathized with you because your family and your experiences were very unfortunate. I even intentionally helped you twice before. I think you should understand that the reason why you and Eric aren't together isn't because of me, but because of your own incompetence."

Ivy's face instantly turned white.

Nicole's phone rang.

She hung up without hesitation.

Looking at Ivy, she continued to say, "But from now on, I've really started to hate you. Every word you say is too fake. You're so fake to the point that it's disgusting. You're neither innocent nor pure, and there's no need for you to rely on your face to live."

Nicole's phone rang again. She glanced at it, answered it, and left.

"I'm at the entrance."

Ivy's body stiffened as if someone had slapped her across her face. Her cheeks felt hot with stinging pain.

She could not move for a long time as she was dumbfounded and terrified.

Nicole was neither angry nor mocking. Her calm attitude made it seem like Ivy was nothing to her.

That kind of disregard was the deadliest.

Turning around, Ivy saw a low-key but expensive Porsche stop at the entrance. A man dressed smartly got out of the car and opened the passenger door for Nicole.

His tender and earnest look was strikingly similar to Eric's.

Nicole got into the car. "I'm afraid I'll have to ask for your help regarding this accident. Our people in Europe won't be able to suppress the public outcry for us. At least, it's better if fewer people know about this until the facts are investigated clearly."

With Clayton's ability, it was no problem for him to control public opinion as well as the stock market in Europe.

Clayton nodded while driving.

"I understand. I'll ask my friends over there to keep an eye out. I'll also suppress the news in the stock market."

Nicole smiled. "Thank you. Why don't I treat you to dinner?"

Clayton smiled gently. "I'm very happy that you thought of me, but... Just dinner?"