The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress chapter 149

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.

was deep, mellow, and extremely familiar. “Wendy Quade has been punished. I wonder if we can…

to Nicole’s side and looked at her with

that Eric Ferguson had ever taken the initiative to make friends

of the town if

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

them, and their misunderstanding had been cleared. After

eyes to glance sideways at him. She raised her eyebrows and spoke sarcastically, “I’m very picky

stiffened for

hear the

did not

think I only hate you so much because of Wendy Quade, right?

corners of Nicole’s lips hooked up into a playful

expression became stiff

suppressed the uncomfortable feeling

he asked Nicole. “ What

already explained that I have nothing to do with Wendy Quade. Why am I worthless to her?

corners of

What an irony!

didn’t hesitate to hurt your wife in exchange for someone else’s girlfriend’s happiness. How did you even manage to do that? Is it just to show your high morals? Don’t even talk to me about friendship. What do I care? I was the one who donated blood. I was the one who was slandered and defamed. I was the one who wasted

her monologue, and there was a chill in the bottom of

who killed all her passion and affection

with him just because he said

looking at him,