Chapter 459
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Chapter 459 Thereâs a Party
Lil Michael thought, âNo one can take away my Pretty Lady, not even Daddy!â When Eric saw this, light
and warm smile spread across his face.
Suddenly, Eric felt that Lil Michael was not so much of an eyesore as before. âMr. Sloan, donât get angry.
Your son has always been like this. He takes after youâ¦â > Clayton was speechless. Before Clayton said
anything, Lil Michael immediately pulled Nicoleâs hand and ran away in a fit of anger. Nicole followed the
boy to a quiet place, where he finally stopped and panted.
âPretty Lady, among us three big men, who treat you the best?â Lil Michael blinked his bright, clear eyes
and said the most innocent words. His sapphire eyes looked so pure. Nicole was stunned. âThree men?
Lil Michael, Eric, and Clayton? Big men?â She could not understand what Lil Michael was thinking, but
she still coaxed him.
âOf course itâs you!â Lil Michael laughed happily and patted his chest proudly. «Thatâs for sure! Iâm the
best! The two of them are ugly, stingy, and old, so they simply canât compare with me!â Nicole nodded.
âYouâre right!â Lil Michael was a little shy as he stepped forward and took her pretty hand. âThen⦠Wait
for me to grow up. Weâll be together forever!â Nicole could not help but laugh. âLil Michael is such a
cutieâ¦â She reached out and pinched his soft little cheek. âOkay, Iâll wait for you to grow up. ( Lil Michael
happily hugged her and rubbed his head against her palm.
He was delighted Nicole took Lil Michael back to the group. Everyone continued to go around as if
Everyone continued to go around as if nothing had happened. Floyd was happy with this trip. After
Clayton left in the afternoon, Nicole wanted to change destinations. D She proposed to go to Santos
Island.
Naturally, no one had any objections, so they left on the same day. a Santos Island was perfect for
surfing, especially in this weather.
Unfortunately, Nicole was not in the mood when facing Eric and Toto. The next evening.
The light breeze blew away the heat. So Eric owned the hotel that they stayed in, so it was cleared out
long before they arrived. Floyd went out to mingle with the locals while the rest stayed at the hotel. Nicole
wore a light apricot long dress.
She looked vibrant, gentle, and very striking. Eric was in the lobbyâs lounge listening to the hotel
managerâs report on this quarterâs performance. He was a little quarterâs performer He was a little
surprised to see Nicole coming out of the elevator.
âGoing out?â Nicole replied, âMm, thereâs a party.â She then walked out the door. Eric pursed his lips. O
He did not get to ask her where the party was when he saw a Porsche parked at the hotel entrance.
Soon after, the person in the driverâs seat got out of the car. It was Clayton Sloan. Ericâs eyes instantly
narrowed with danger and sharpness. He wheeled himself over to them. Clayton was opening the door
for Nicole like a perfect gentleman.
When he saw Eric, he paused for a moment and nodded slightly. âMr. Ferguson.â Although Eric was
sitting in a wheelchair, his powerful aura did not diminish one bit as he confronted Clayton with cold eyes.
âMr. Sloan, what a coincidenceâ¦â Clayton was the wild card in this entire trip. âHe left and came back?â
Eric thought. Clayton was never welcomed in the first place. He could really affect Ericâs mood at any
time.
The sudden breeze blew Nicoleâs silk scarf off her shoulders and landed at Ericâs feet. Seeing this, Eric
bent over to pick it up. Just then, the other end was grabbed by Clayton. Eric raised his eyes, which were
dark, deep, and filled with coldness as he met Claytonâs equally uncompromising gaze. It was an
unspoken rivalry. No one let go of the scarf, nor did they take the initiative to speak to each other. For a
time, the atmosphere was stagnantâ¦