The Deserted Rich Beauty

Chapter 415: His Sense of Crisis 

Out of politeness, Nicole kept that thought to herself.

Clayton immediately sensed the change in Nicole's mood and smiled decently.

"Michael asked me to give it to you.He said that you'd like it, but I doubt it..."

With that, Clayton Sloan casually tossed the bouquet o f white chrysanthemums on the side of the table and reached out to shake hands with Gerard Lichman.

‘What was I thinking to believe my stupid son that Nicole only likes white chrysanthemums?!’ Clayton thought.

Nicole breathed a sigh of relief.

‘Oh...It turned out tobe Lil Michael..."

At the thought of this, Nicole missed the boy because she had not seen him in a while.

Nicole regained composure and exchanged pleasantries with the rest.

Gerard took a phone call and hung up after a few words.

Gerard said, "Let's go to the conference room.Everyone's here."

Once they got to the conference room and saw the people inside, Nicole was slightly stunned.

‘Eric Ferguson actually came in person?!’ Although Eric was sitting in a wheelchair, it did not look awkward.

He still had an awe-inspiring aura and was able to command the scene.

Nicole did not say much about his arrival.

The meeting went smoothly.

Stanton Corporation and Clayton

involved, Gerard Eichman did not get dividends from

getting involved in this

meeting was over in

something to discuss with Nicole, so the

Eric looked at Nicole's departing back with

could not

"Are you anxious now?"

sharp glance at

"Where's the new assistant?"

Clayton Sloan would not be a threat to him because he had a son and was still mourning

returning to Mediania

Eric felt extremely uncomfortable with that fresh graduate assistant who appeared

Gerard's call about the meeting

to you, young hunks like that know how to

pocket while he

His smiling eyes narrowed.

you actually have

beckoned for Tucker to come

soon as he came into

was an overwhelming chill in the

fresh graduate like Tucker who did not have much experience walked over with restraint.He

you have

to do whatever he was instructed to do

had a sullen and compelling vibe that gave off an

the minutes in front of him, then inadvertently swept a glance

voice was low

"What's your name?"

my name is

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