Chapter 149
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Nicole snickered from the side and thought, âWhat a great show today! Simply wonderful!â
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, âLetâs go somewhere else. Seeing these irritating fools really affects
my mood.â
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 Nicoleâs 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.
âThey can just keep watching Ericâs performance!â 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.
âNicole.â The manâs voice was deep, mellow, and extremely familiar. âWendy Quade has been
punished. I wonder if we can⦠Be friends?â
Eric walked to Nicoleâs side and looked at her with a complicated gaze.
This was the first time that Eric Ferguson had ever taken the initiative to make friends with a woman.
It would certainly be the talk of the town if word got out.
Eric felt guilty and sorry toward Nicole, so he wanted her to at least give him a chance to make
amends.
Wendy was no longer an obstacle between them, and their misunderstanding had been cleared. After
finding out Wendyâs true character, Eric felt even more ashamed and remorseful toward Nicole.
Hearing that, Nicole raised her eyes to glance sideways at him. She raised her eyebrows and spoke
sarcastically, âIâm very picky about making friends. Mr. Ferguson, you donât meet my standards of a
friend, so just forget it.â
Ericâs body stiffened for a while.
He could hear the rejection in Nicoleâs words.
Not to mention friends, Nicole did not even want to greet him in passing.
âMr. Ferguson, donât tell me that you think I only hate you so much because of Wendy Quade, right?
That without her, Iâll accept and forgive you?â
The corners of Nicoleâs lips hooked up into a playful smile.
Ericâs expression became stiff and gradually sank.
He suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in his chest.
His voice was cold and deep as he asked Nicole. â What do you mean?â
âIs it not because of that? Iâve already explained that I have nothing to do with Wendy Quade. Why am I
worthless to her? Is there not even a chance of reconciliation between us?â Eric thought.
Nicole raised her eyebrows. The corners of her lips still had a cold smile.
What an irony!
âTo be honest, I think that youâre a horrible person. While you were married, you didnât hesitate to hurt
your wife in exchange for someone elseâs girlfriendâs happiness. How did you even manage to do that?
Is it just to show your high morals? Donât 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
three years of my youth! Why am I obliged to bear the consequences of all this for you? Donât you find
it repulsive? Between us, it has never been about Wendy Quade, but you, Eric Ferguson! â
Nicoleâs smile faded by the time she finished her monologue, and there was a chill in the bottom of her
eyes.
Eric Ferguson was the one who killed all her passion and affection with his own hands.
âHe wants me to feel grateful to him and get back together with him just because he said he had
nothing to do with Wendy Quade? Dream on!â
Nicole turned around without even looking at him, then strutted away in her heels.
Eric stood there frozen in place. He could feel a bone- seeping chill from Nicole.
âAm I not even qualified to approach her?â Eric thought.
He felt that Nicole had completely jumped out of his control and seemed to be beyond his grasp.
For some reason, this feeling made him panic. Yvetteâs car was parked not far away waiting for her.
Once Nicole got into the car, she expressionlessly fastened her seat belt.
Yvette saw Eric Ferguson and snorted in disdain. â What does he want with you?â
Nicole hooked the corner of her lips. âHe wants to be friends.â
âHah! Is he even worthy?â
âOf course not! â Nicole raised her eyebrows righteously.
Looking at the manâs figure getting smaller in the rearview mirror, Nicole suddenly felt a little
meaningless.
As soon as Nicole got home, she called Logan.
Her voice was cold as she said, âThereâs a trust fund kid called Anson. I donât care what his family does
for a living, but as soon as I open my eyes tomorrow, I want to hear news of his familyâs bankruptcy and
disappearance from this circle.â
Logan did not know what happened earlier. This was the first time Nicole used Stanton Corporationâs
power to crush another company.
âYes, President Nicole.â
Logan thought, âI guess Iâll have to work overtime again tonightâ¦â