Chapter 109

Floyd Stanton hooked his lips and

sneered. “Just in time. I was about to go

meet them.”

Nicole pulled on her father’s sleeve and

was slightly worried. “Dad, it’s our

company’s big day today, so don’t make a

huge scene with them. It’s fine if people

laugh at them, but it’s not worth it if it

affects us.

“Don’t worry, I know what to do.” Floyd

Stanton straightened his clothes and

walked out of the room.

At the same time, Nicole’s friends, Yvette

Quimbey and Julie Nixon, came into the

room one after the other. “Hi, Uncle

Floyd!”

Floyd nodded and looked at them both

warmly. “Yvie, Jules, thanks for being

such good friends to Nikki. I’ve prepared a

lot of jewelry that you girls probably like.

Remember to pick a few before leaving

later!”

Yvette and Julie glanced at each other,

then bowed gratefully. “Thanks, Uncle

Floyd!”

Floyd left the room contented.

Yvette and Julie then went up to Nicole

and happily jumped in circles around her.

“Nikki! You finally don’t have to hide

your identity anymore! After today, just

wait and see the shockwaves you’ll bring to the public!”

Nicole smiled with indifference in her

eyes.

“My identity is secondary. I just feel annoyed that all of this impacted my company.” Yvette stepped

forward. “Do you know who we just saw?” Julie raised her eyebrows. “You definitely won’t be able to

guess.” Nicole frowned. “Who?” “The Fergusons actually brought that b* tch Wendy Quade with them!”

Yvette was so angry that she broke into a cussing fit.

“Do you think that they thought you might be here and deliberately came to disgust you?” Nicole hooked

the corners of her lips coldly. “I really am quite disgusted by them.” Before the other two could make a

guess, Julie continued, “lan said that as long as you appear tonight, Old Master Ferguson has ordered

the media to circulate rumors that you got kicked out of the elite circle and have no hope in ever marrying

into a rich family again.”

Nicole sneered. Old Master Ferguson was just a one-trick pony, so this was nothing new. She looked at

Yvette. “Did you send my invitation to that person?”

Yvette raised her eyebrows. “Of course!

With his status, he usually doesn’t

participate in this kind of business

banquet, but since he’s my father’s

classmate and I’ve personally begged him

to come, he finally agreed to bring his

subordinates here tonight. I just saw him

arriving earlier.”

Everything was ready. All they had to do was play the waiting game. was pray we warung game. “Who?”

Julie was surprised. Yvette took her hand and said mysteriously, “You’ll know in a moment, but I

guarantee it’ll piss off the Fergusons big time!”

Julie was helpless and sighed lightly. “Fine I’ll just wait for a good show then.” Since there was still time

before the opening, Nicole went to the bathroom before getting changed into her gown. Just as she was

about to come out from the bathroom stall to wash her hands, she heard a familiar mean voice.

“You haven’t seen that b*tch Nicole,

right?” It was Quinn.

It was not surprising that Quinn would be

here.

After all, she was Mrs. Ferguson.

“No, how is she qualified to attend this

kind of occasion? She’s now the most

hated person in the city. I’m sure she’s

hiding somewhere, so why would she be

here?” Ingrid spoke sarcastically,

“Yeah, you’re right. She’ll always be a

disgrace. Does she really think that she

can surpass everyone just by getting in

the Stantons’ good graces? Hmph! Your

grandfather said that the reason that the

Stanton family hosted this grand

anniversary gala is to publicly break off

their connection with Nicole. The

Stantons want to take this opportunity to

clarify the scandal between her and Grant

Stanton. Soon, she’ll obediently hand over

the emerald pipe to us…”

Quinn washed her hands as she said these

words with an undisguised arrogance.

Ingrid laughed. “Mom, you’re still the

smartest to bring Wendy along as Eric’s

female companion. If Nicole sees them

together, I’m afraid she’ll get so riled up

that she’ll vomit blood!

Hahahaha…”

“Bang!” The door of the bathroom stall

was slammed outward, which made

Ingrid’s laughter come to an abrupt halt.

Nicole walked over nonchalantly, raised

her eyebrows, and hooked her lips. Her

tone was extremely cold.

“Ms. Ferguson, I didn’t get riled up, nor

did I vomit blood… Did I disappoint you?”