The Deserted Rich Beauty

"It's true! Ingrid also saw it.Nicole bought the Patek Philippe that you like.You just need to wait for your gift! Hahaha..."

Keith could not help but share what he saw with Eric.

This knowledge made Eric a little surprised and depressed.

Eric suppressed the joy in his heart and pretended to b e calm.

His voice was deep as he said, "Alright, I'm hanging up."

Originally, Eric did not plan to celebrate his birthday this year.

However, now it seemed like he needed to host a big party so that he could invite Nicole.

In the previous years, Eric had always celebrated his birthday with a few close friends.

Eric recalled that before the divorce, Nicole seemed to look forward to celebrating his birthday, but back then, he did not like to be alone with her, so he had always politely refused.

However, she still prepared gifts for him every year.

When Eric thought of this, he immediately called Mitchell.

"Where are the gifts from my previous birthdays?"

The sudden question stunned Mitchell, but he soon reacted.

"President, the expensive gifts are kept in the safe and the collection shelf, '' Eric panicked because he could not seem to remember what gifts Nicole had given him in those three years.

"What about the ones from Nicole?"

Mitchell paused for several seconds before he asked slowly, "President, which year are you referring to?"

Eric's eyes were cold.

voice was deep as he

to clear his throat, then

year, Ms.Stanton gave you

mumbled in a small voice to help Eric recall

face sank for

was ashen, and his heart

a throbbing

he had never gotten her a ring because he was too lazy for such

bought them

i t, so he casually chucked

Later, it was gone...

"For the second year, Ms.Stanton gave you a scarf that she knitted by hand, but you casually gave it to

could react, Mitchell hurriedly

give you anything

silence

pain, like

and his

out a person's enthusiasm was an extremely mundane

worn

to give him

scarf she gave him were

but today, he suddenly found

to look deeper into it as he was afraid

and ran like

all his jackets one by one and carefully searched

were piled up into a mountain,

was futile because he would never be