Chapter 1140
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
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The parking lot was quiet.
It was so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping to the ground could be heard.
Nicole glared at Eric angrily. Her expression was cold and detached.
Her voice and every word she said were like needles stabbing into his heart.
âIâm warning you. If you dare to force yourself on me and get me pregnant, Iâd rather jump off a building
than keep your child, so donât even dream about it! Eric Ferguson, Iâll never do something that I donât
want to do just because someone is forcing me to. If you dare to make a move on me, Iâll fight you till
my final breath!â
Nicole felt like she had used up all her strength after saying those words.
She pulled the car door open, got in, started the engine, and drove away.
Eric stood there. His lips moved, and he suddenly let out a breath.
His phone rang.
Keithâs voice came through.
âHow are things going, Ferg? I didnât disturb you, right? Have you taken her away? Donât forget to put
the drugs in her wine so Nicole becomes more docile. When the deed is done, itâll be much easierâ¦â
Eric closed his eyes and coldly hung up the phone.
He kicked the car beside him, putting a dent into the luxury car worth ten million dollars. Eric could not
do it. He could not bear to see Nicoleâs tears and indifference. He could not bear to see her cry and say
that she hates him yet remain calmly powerless. Eric admitted defeat.
However, that did not mean that he gave up.
It was late at night, so there was not much traffic.
Nicole floored the gas pedal as the car flew down the road.
Her heart was beating violently. She did not expect Eric to try to force himself on her. âHe wanted to
turn me into a second Livia?! Hah⦠No way! I f he dares to lay a finger on me, Iâll make his life a living
hell! Nicole thought. Her phone on the side suddenly rang.
A name displayed on the screen: Clayton Sloan. Nicole blinked and suddenly felt her nose sting with a
grievance.
She answered it as if nothing happened.
âIâm really sorry, Nicole. I had meetings the entire day today and only managed to take some time out
now. Did you have a good day?â Claytonâs voice was extremely warm, just like the countless normal
days and nights when he chatted with her. They were separated by a geographical distance with a time
difference.
However, Clayton never forgets to contact Nicole every day. He always found time to give her a call to
ask about her day. Nicole endured the sourness in her heart.
She thought about Eric and Milesâ words. Clayton was probably in a troublesome mess now, but why
did he not tell her anything? Did he think it was unnecessary?
Or was he worried that she would overthink?
A series of thoughts drilled into her head, and Nicole slammed on the brakes.
The violent sound caused the person on the other side of the phone to be silent for a few seconds.
âAre you driving?â
Nicole slowly parked the car on the side of the road.
She forced herself to calm down.
âYeah. Did you have anything you wanted to say?â
Clayton fell into silence, perhaps sensing that something was off with her.
âAre you angry?â
Clayton spoke again. It seemed like he went to a quieter place.
âWhat happened?â
Nicole took a deep breath and looked up, keeping her tears from flowing out.
âItâs nothing. Forget it. Iâm too tired tonight. Iâm going back to rest. If thereâs nothing you need, then Iâll
hang up.â
Clayton was silent.
âAlright, take care on the way back. Drive safe!â Nicole let out a faint âmmâ and hung up.
She did not go back to her apartment and went straight to the Stanton Mansion instead because she
did not want to be alone.
Too many upsetting things happened tonight, so she needed an extra sense of security.