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.

mellow, and extremely familiar. “Wendy Quade has been punished. I

Nicole’s side and looked at her with a

that Eric Ferguson had ever taken the initiative

certainly be the talk of the town if word

he wanted her to at least give him a chance to make

and their misunderstanding had been cleared. After

sideways at him. She raised her eyebrows and spoke sarcastically, “I’m very picky about making friends. Mr. Ferguson, you don’t meet my standards of a

body stiffened for

hear the rejection in Nicole’s

mention friends, Nicole did not even want to greet him in

me that you think I only hate you so much because of Wendy Quade, right? That without her, I’ll accept and

of Nicole’s lips hooked up into

became stiff

suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in his

voice was cold and deep as he asked Nicole.

do with Wendy Quade. Why am I worthless to her?

eyebrows. The corners of her lips

What an irony!

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

monologue, and there was a chill in

was the one who killed all her passion and affection with his

him just because

turned around without even looking at him, then strutted away in