The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Nicole snickered from the side and thought, ‘What a great show today! Simply wonderful!’

Only, she was not in the mood to watch this performance any longer.

It was a waste of time to continue watching another second of it.

Nicole looked at Yvette and said, “Let’s go somewhere else. Seeing these irritating fools really affects my mood.“

The only person she did not want to see was Eric Ferguson.

Yvette knew what Nicole was thinking. She was originally regretting her decision of bringing Nicole here, but as soon as she heard Nicole’s proposal, she immediately nodded her head in agreement.

Nicole took her purse, turned on her heels, and strutted out of the venue.

She did not care about all those prying eyes who were watching the drama.

‘They can just keep watching Eric’s performance!’ Nicole thought.

Yvette went to get the car while Nicole waited at the entrance.

Nicole was looking down at her toes. The night breeze was slightly chilly.

Suddenly, she heard the familiar sound of heavy footsteps, but she did not turn around.

“Nicole.“ The man’s voice was deep, mellow, and extremely familiar. “Wendy Quade has been punished. I wonder if we can… Be friends?“

walked to Nicole’s side and looked at her with a complicated

first time that Eric Ferguson had ever taken the initiative

certainly be the talk of

he wanted her to at

After finding out Wendy’s true character, Eric

Nicole raised her eyes to glance sideways at him. She raised her eyebrows and spoke sarcastically, “I’m very picky about making

body stiffened for a

hear the rejection

to mention friends, Nicole did not

think I only hate you so much

lips hooked up into

expression became stiff and gradually

suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in his

and deep as he asked Nicole. “ What do you

not because of that? I’ve already explained that I have nothing to do with Wendy Quade. Why am I worthless to her? Is there not even a chance of reconciliation between us?’

eyebrows. The corners of her lips still had

What an irony!

to show your high morals? Don’t even talk to me about friendship. What do I care? I was the one who donated blood. I was the one who was slandered and defamed. I was the one who wasted three years of my youth! Why am I obliged to bear the consequences of all this for you? Don’t you find it repulsive? Between us, it

the time she finished her monologue, and there was a chill in the bottom of

Ferguson was the one who killed all her

wants me to feel grateful to him and get back together with him just because he said

looking at him, then

could feel a