The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 541 He Has Ulterior Intentions

When Eric went out, Nicole was on the phone at the entrance of her room, her expression ugly.

He did not rush forward but waited like a gentleman six feet away to wait for her to finish her call.

The distance was not far, so he could hear her clearly.

Nicole said, "Yes, from now on, short Harrison Corporation's shares and pull in their business partners. It doesn't matter even if it means losing money."

Eric looked at her, a faint fire burned in his heart. If Nicole was so angry, that meant Ivy and Mr. Zahn did not just ask her to drink.

Forcing them to drink was letting them off easy.

After hanging up the phone, Nicole saw Eric out of the corner of her eye.

He stepped forward. "Are you very angry?"

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I guess.

Eric reached out and tried to touch the messy hair on her head, but she dodged it with a tilt of her head.

He smiled. "Don't worry. I won't let others bully you."

"Don't flatter yourself, Mr. Ferguson."

Nicole glanced at him faintly and walked into her room with her high heels. She said goodbye to the others and left the venue early.

It was an unpleasant evening.

Eric followed her in silence. He had wanted this to be a beautiful chance encounter, but this ended up happening. People who got in the way of his plans had to suffer the consequences. Nicole waited for her driver at the roadside. Her car broke down halfway, so she contacted another driver t o pick her up.

The cold wind blew, and she subconsciously wrapped her clothes around her tightly.

Eric approached. He could smell her faintly sweet fragrance that was carried in the wind.

"I'll send you back."

Nicole said, "Thank you for the offer, but no thanks."

"You still owe me one condition..."

Eric reminded her faintly.

Nicole gave him a side-glance and could not help but smile. "Sending me home is your condition?"

If it was, then it was too much of a loss for him to have tried so hard to win that airsoft game.

Eric's jaw tensed up and he immediately denied it. "Of course not."

He brought that up so she would be obedient, but he forgot that Nicole had stopped listening to him a long time ago.

The corners of Nicole's lips curled in a smile. "Tell me when you've thought of something."

Eric pointed to the Rolls-Royce on the side of the road which matched his social status.

"I'm afraid that you'll freeze to death. Are you scared that I'll sell you?"

Nicole narrowed her eyes. She tilted her head and gave him a perfunctory and fake smile. "Then I'll take you up on your offer!"

Eric let out a long sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the one driving was not Eric's chauffeur, but Toto.

Toto pleasantly greeted Nicole and sat on the driver's seat. "Ms. Stanton, this car was specially selected to match your status. I hope you're satisfied..." Nicole's lips curled up. "Good job."

Eric's eyes darkened. Nicole actually smiled at Toto?

He leaned back and cooly glanced at Toto. Toto perceived the grim gaze on his back and straightened up, starting the car nervously.

The car was quiet for half the journey and suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.

The two people in the backseat looked at Toto.

Toto rubbed his head. "Oh dear, it looks like the car broke down. It won't be fixed for a good while."

Eric frowned. He just bought this car, but it already broke down?

Nicole rolled her eyes speechlessly. Did their cars have a discussion beforehand to break down together?

Toto coughed and pretended to think. "This place is closer to Imperial Gardens. Mr. Ferguson, why don't you walk back with Ms. Stanton?"

Toto really planned far ahead. He racked his brains for Eric's potential marriage!

The night was long, the streets were lit with streetlights and starlight. There was no one else to disturb them. The environment was simply too perfect.

'They can have a heart-to-heart talk and fall in love. Where else would they replace such a good opportunity?' Toto raised his eyebrows through the rearview mirror.