The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 912 Are You Touched?

Clayton probably thought the same, as he carefully placed Nicole to the seat on the side.

Nicole sat down, and Clayton reached over to fasten her seatbelt.

The two of them looked at each other and exchanged a smile.

Nicole looked up and saw Kai opposite her.

Kai gave her an unfathomable smile and blinked. “Lil N, are you touched that I came to pick you up?”

The corners of Nicole’s mouth twitched.” Did he really come to pick me up? Or did h e come to pick Julie up? He’s even peeling oranges for Julie now. Those words are so fake!

Nicole smiled and looked at Julie. “Julie, are you touched?”

Julie blushed and rolled her eyes.

“Lil N, your brother was asking you the -question.”

question.

Nicole said, “No, he wants to ask you!”

cleared his throat. “All of you had better watch out. We’ll settle the score when we

fear as the helicopter

soon disappeared into the

far away, Keith narrowed his eyes and immediately rant o the other side when he saw the word ” Stanton” on

look at that heli! Isn’t that the Stanton family’s?

Corporation was here to provide funds for Project Hope. They sent over resources immediately

journey was not easy since the mudslide washed away the road. Fortunately, there was a

knew what

a domineering

president. Logically, he could just donate some money and forget about it instead o f coming

corporate image, but for the sense of responsibility he shouldered. He could

Keith’s words, Eric

the

“The Stanton family

“I didn’t hear that they were interested

heard their conversation and walked

too? I heard that Ms. Stanton and her friends planned to go to the mountains to watch a meteor shower last night, but they got caught in a mudslide and were

1. te. Fortunately, Ms. Stanton’s friend, M r. Sloan, arrived in time, so their lives were not in danger. The Stanton family also sent a helicopter over early in the morning, bringing us a lot of rescue supplies, then took the group back as they left…”

did not

that Nicole sprained her ankle in the mudslide, his heart dropped,

ugly and complicated. ‘M r. Sloan. Clayton Sloan again?!