The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Nicole was hooked by the rich and deep affection in Eric’s eyes and was stunned for a moment. Immediately after, she resumed her aloof look. She forcefully drew back her hand, drew a tissue from the tissue box on the side, and wiped her fingers slowly. Eric’s black eyes sank.

His eyelashes drooped down. The curved shadows covered the loss within his eyes. “Eric Ferguson, not everything can be solved with an apology. Think about it, since we met until now, how many times have you apologized to me?” Nicole’s words were like a knife that stabbed into Eric’s heart.

His body fiercely stiffened, and his face was tense and unsightly. He did not know what to say to justify himself. In her heart, Eric was serving a life sentence. What qualifications did he have to negotiate with her on equal terms?
The atmosphere in the car condensed for a moment.

In the front, Toto really could not help it. For Eric’s happiness, Toto admitted his fault. “Ms. Stanton, actually…”

the online attack on Mr. Sloan was done by me.” Nicole’s eyes turned cold as she looked up. Her face was devoid of

so he agreed to my idea without in-depth understanding. I sent it to the media platform. The latter situation wasn’t our intention. Ms. Ferguson and Old Master

were from private detectives. Otherwise, it was just adding fuel to the fire. Nicole’s tone was austere. “Did he provoke you?” Toto immediately denied it. “No…” Nicole moved back a little. Her thin

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words were very reasonable, but it was hard to hear. Eric’s black eyes

in on her. His long legs took up most o f the space, and she subconsciously dodged backward. However, he forcefully and unquestionably took her hand that she had just withdrawn and rubbed her hand in his, secretly