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Chapter 57 How Much Do You Want
Chapter 57 How Much Do You Want
Seeing the oncoming person, Quinn’s eyes immediately turned red as she walked over emotionally.
"Eric..."
"Brother, Nicole snatched away the pipe! That’s Grandpa’s favorite. If he can't find it, he'll surely make
a big fuss!" Ingrid spoke in a panic.
Eric Ferguson stood in the doorway looking very tall and handsome. His body was half-hidden in the
shadows as he stared at the people in the room with cold eyes.
"Shut up! How dare you steal from Grandpa?"
He spoke in a harsh tone and scolded Ingrid, who shuddered in fear and hid behind her mother, not
daring to look up.
Behind Eric was the person in charge of this event, who stood there with trepidation. The organizer
glanced at the staff on the side and asked, "Are the formalities done?"
"Yes, everything is settled.” The staff replied cautiously.
Since everything was done and dusted, Nicole was not afraid of anything. After all, their precious family
heirloom was in her hands, so she could call the shots.
Nicole looked at Roman, who was next to her. "Let's g
o. We shouldn’t disturb their family reunion."
She did not even care to greet them and turned on her heels to leave.
"Nicole, you can't take it away," Eric spoke in a cold tone.
Quinn hurriedly added, "Yeah, we can't let her take it away!"
With her son’s presence, Quinn was no longer afraid and did not want to act in front of Nicole anymore.
Nicole raised her eyebrows, laughed, and raised the document in her hand. "Look, you don't have a
say here. The emerald pipe is mine now."
She swept a glance at Eric's glum face and was in an inexplicably good mood!
"Mrs. Ferguson, you should just save your energy and think about how you'll explain this to Old Master
Ferguson. I'm sure he’s very curious to know how his family heirloom appeared at a charity auction. I
wonder what he'll do if he knew that this emerald pipe no longer belonged to him..."
Quinn's face was pale. She regretted hiding this from her father-in-law. She was afraid and frustrated
as she could imagine the old man’s thunderous fit of anger. She might even get kicked out of the
Ferguson family!
"Eric..."
Eric’s eyes were deep and the air around him felt cold.
"Nicole, how much do you want to leave this behind?" This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.
Nicole laughed lightly. 'He thinks I want money? Do I look like I'm short of money?'
Her eyes lightly swept across the man's cold face. She raised the emerald pipe in her hand and said,
"Leave this behind? Dream on!"
She then grunted and left the room. Roman hurriedly followed after her.
Quinn anxiously tugged on Eric’s arm. "How can you let her go like this? We must take it back from
her..."
"Brother, we must! Otherwise, Grandpa will kill us!" Ingrid looked at him nervously.
Eric raised his eyes and looked at Nicole's departing back with his eyebrows slightly knitted. He looked
at the two women in front of him indifferently and said i n a cold voice, "I’ll find a way to get it back, but
you should think about how to explain this to Grandpa."
He straightened the cuffs of his suit and turned to leave.
Perhaps the old man already knew that his beloved pipe was missing by now. Thus, Eric did not intend
to hide this matter from his grandfather. They should learn to bear the consequences of their actions.
"What?" Quinn's eyes flipped back as she fainted.
Ingrid hurriedly caught her mother and called out to her several times, but Eric did not turn back. Only a
staff member came forward to ask if they needed help.
With such a valuable item, the organizer politely asked Nicole whether she needed a security escort,
but she politely refused. She only wanted to spite Quinn and Ingrid and did not actually care about the
pipe itself.
Seeing the elevator door opening, Nicole walked in and heard Roman's reminder from the side. "Is that
M r. Ferguson?"
Eric was walking towards them.
'He still doesn't wanna give up?’ Nicole thought.
Nicole did not want to share an elevator with that man, so she decisively pressed the close button.