The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 233 Disturbing a Show

Ian had noticed that Nicole’s zipper on the back of her dress was open. The large track of fair skin and her bare shoulders were breathtakingly beautiful.

At first, her long hair was draped behind her, so no one noticed. However, when she flipped her hair earlier, Ian caught this small detail.

Nicole paused in her footsteps and looked back in surprise. Ian was already zipping her dress back up. In the next second, the door to the lounge suddenly opened.

“I’m so sorry, Nicole. I didn’t mean to disturb you while you were making out with Second Young Master Carter.

You guys carry on….”  Nicole immediately knew who it was by listening to the pretentiously sweet voice.

It was Lydia Smith. Nicole coldly swept a glance at Lydia.“ Are you blind? Which eye of yours saw us making out?” Ian let go of Nicole at that moment and let out a cold snort.

“Who is she? Is she blind?” Lydia paused and bit her lower lip before opening the door. She was not the only one standing outside. Eric Ferguson was there as well.

The man’s tall figure completely blocked the light from outside. His aura was cold and quiet, and his dark and sullen eyes were staring straight at the pair in the lounge.

Lydia’s eyes flickered as she glanced at Ian and Nicole. She spoke in a careful voice. “I’m Lydia, Nicole’s younger cousin. I’m really sorry, Nicole. I guess I was mistaken.

taking off your clothes and assumed that…” She hesitated, putting on a pitiful expression as if she was bullied

man beside Lydia. She

you assume such a dirty thing? It seems like you have a lot of experience

Her standards

clothes. I didn’t expect you to be

and saw the dark stain on Eric’s jacket. She really did spill wine on him… However, it was impossible to tell if she

Unless you plan on staying back to watch the show instead?” Ian raised his brows and held out his arm, letting Nicole rest her wrist on his arm

walked to the door, Lydia eagerly made way for them. However, Eric

dark. He had no intention to

by ‘show’?” Eric’s voice was tinged with coldness. ‘Hah… How dare he play semantics with

is my turf!’ Nicole thought. Her sarcastic smile deepened as she glanced at Lydia’s uneasy face. “It’s exactly what

my dear cousin had a good eye and poured wine on you,

for the ‘show that’ll follow?”

was extremely unpleasant. Lydia naturally would not admit that her

panic. “Of course not. I didn’t do it on purpose!”

you

do that for you?” What she meant was that

could not be bothered with Lydia anymore. ‘What a waste of time!’ She