The Deserted Rich Beauty

Outside the bathroom stall, Quinn and Ingrid Ferguson were shaken.

"You...How did you get in here?"

Ingrid spoke in surprise and thought, ‘Wasn't Nicole kicked out of Stanton Corporation?’ Quinn was also slightly stunned, but quickly covered i t up and smiled calmly.

"She's probably here to die.Nicole, you should know when to stop.Not every rich family will accept trash...Let alone secondhand trash…” Ingrid felt emboldened.

"Yeah, are you here to make trouble? Too bad, no one will help you anymore.The Stanton family doesn't want you, so your backer is gone..."

Nicole lowered her head and smiled, then cast a sidelong glance at them and walked out without saying a word.

Ingrid was blocking the doorway and did not intend to give way to Nicole.

Thus, Nicole just shoved Ingrid to the side when she passed her by.

Ingrid was caught off guard as her body slanted to the side and hit the wall.

She was in pain and was just about to curse at Nicole when she suddenly saw Nicole's cold dark eyes that looked askance at her.

She was so scared that she dared not say a word.

After Nicole's figure gradually faded away, Ingrid rubbed her shoulder that was hurt by the impact and bared her teeth.

"She's already an outcast.How dare she throw a fit? ! Sooner or later, I’ll show her who's boss!"

In the center of the banquet hall, the Stanton father-and-son pair calmly exchanged pleasantries with their guests.

Although Floyd Stanton had retired and taken a back seat in the company, he still did not look a day over fifty as he kept a good exercise routine.

Standing next to Grant, Floyd looked more like an older brother.

"Chairman Stanton!"

Stanton shook hands with Old Master Ferguson and greeted

Eric bowed slightly.

"Uncle Floyd"

no...Just call me Chairman

without accepting Eric's

for a moment but quickly

each other frequently in business, they did not have much of a personal

the Fergusons privately based on his

did not notice this

side, smirked and looked

relentless towards your ex-wife.It looks like you'll be announcing your marital news again, huh? I wonder which family's daughter

matter how slow-witted Eric Ferguson was, he could hear the mockery in

his face

other people prying into his personal affairs, not to mention, Grant had an

to get justice for Nicole?’’ Eric

Eric’s eyes were cold.

heard this and could not wait to

up abroad.My eldest uncle

Grant nodded politely.

"I see."

know

Wendy's eyes lit up.

with condescending scrutiny,

Wendy's

directly, Wendy could

she was much better off

not care about Grant's

the two of you do look