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?“

and looked at her with

had ever taken the initiative to

talk of the town if

and sorry toward Nicole, so he wanted her to at least give

was no longer an obstacle between them, and their misunderstanding had been cleared. After finding out

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

stiffened for

could hear the

Nicole did not even want

I only hate you so much because of Wendy Quade, right? That without her,

of Nicole’s lips hooked up into a

expression became stiff and

suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in

voice was cold and deep as he asked Nicole.

I have nothing to do with Wendy Quade. Why am I worthless to her? Is there not even a chance

her eyebrows. The corners of her lips still had a cold

What an irony!

talk to me about friendship. What do I care? I was the one

and there was a chill in the bottom of

one who killed all her passion and affection with

with him just because he said he had nothing to do with Wendy Quade?

at him, then strutted away in

frozen in place. He could feel