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The environment here was special, and the conditions were harsh, so there was not even a wheelchair.Nicole sprained her ankle and could only stand with crutches, but there were no crutches around. Ian very considerately found her a small wooden stick and proudly walked two circles around her with it.

“It’s just right for you. | really am a great craftsman! It’s not too late for you to change your boyfriend!”

Clayton raised his brows. ‘lan actually dares to seduce Nicole in front of me?”

Nicole snorted coldly. “Don’t insult the real great craftsmen. Il use this to beat you to death”

The stick was thinner than her arm. If Nicole really used it, then she would end up breaking her

other foot as well.

Ian pouted. “You can’t even walk but you still want to beat me?”

To the side, Julie, who was watching lan dig his own grave, said nothing.

Clayton spoke calmly. “Her boyfriend can do it for her.”

Ian paused and laughed in anger. Then, he lifted his feet and went out. ‘So what if he was her

boyfriend? Clayton cut in line to get here!”

Nicole turned her head and looked at Clayton. “Do you have a grudge against him?” Clayton stood there, solemnly loosening his collar. “He was trying to seduce you.”

Nicole could not help but smile, and Julie also could not hold back her laughter.

the same gender is too

called courting

nodded. After all, lan was not remotely an option

was the same as Julie and Yvette. They

relief. His eyebrows twitched slightly as he

if he succeeds, what’s left for me?” His tone had pride that could

in his eyes and was momentarily stunned. She was

bewitched by him.

she never notice before that Clayton’s smile could make her mind go

and the ambiguous atmosphere between the two

safe distance away

sound of a rumbling helicopter gradually approached in an

a short distance

go. Grant is here!” Julie also sighed in relief

Nicole over

tried to walk by herself. Even if Clayton was holding her, she would rather

limping. S However, Clayton stood by,

side glance and pursed her

for Grant to

was

and sat down next to her, a slightly ambiguous

disappointment on his face.

“That’s not right…”

“Huh?”