The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Nicole was just about to open her mouth to shout for her third brother and was prepared to kiss the ground when her wheelchair suddenly stopped falling thirty centimeters away from the ground.

It seemed that someone grabbed the wheelchair behind her. Immediately after, the man’s strong and sturdy arms reached over and picked her up along with the wheelchair. Nicole did not look up. She could smell the fragrance of smoke and felt a sullen chill.

Nicole knew without thinking that the man was not from the Stanton Mansion because no one would dare to surprise her like that.

Immediately after, Nicole was placed on the flat ground on the side, and the wheelchair was placed properly and smoothly.

Nicole then saw the calm face that suddenly seemed magnified in front of her eyes.

Eric Ferguson.

’Was he so impatient from waiting outside that he can’t resist barging in?’

The butler and bodyguard at the door saw him running in and had already chased him over.

“Miss…”

Nicole raised her hand. The butler understood her signal and led the others to retreat.

Eric’s eyes were completely bloodshot. His complexion was awful, and the faint smell of smoke on him added to his haggardness.

He bent his knees, squatted in front of her, with one knee on the ground.

have something to say

and waited until now, he was sure that she would not take the

did not explain this matter to her clearly, things between

were standing guard and

would have been found out even if he

he came in time and saved the helpless, wheelchair-bound

Nicole’s bewildered and helpless

her eyes, but she still smiled in a detached and polite

even go through the

What roguish behavior!

and looked at her with a complicated

to talk to you, face

with a smirk. She wanted to see what kind of nonsense this bastard would come

tip of his tongue, but Eric did

for

her eyebrows. “What’s there to be

pretended not to know. Eric frowned. “You

I know about? Oh, my phone was

Nicole blinked and smiled.