The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)

Chapter 66 I'll Be a Part of That Family

Old Master Ferguson said, "Grant is very capable and has taken after you. Won’t it ruin everything if

he’s tricked by such a woman?"

"It’s just a woman, what can she ruin?" Floyd Stanton sneered.

Old Master Ferguson glanced at Nicole and spoke meaningfully.

"This woman is not simple. After she just got a divorce, Grant promoted her as Vice President of your

Stanton Corporation and is the second-in-command. She'll soon start to call the shots in your company,

so shouldn't you step in to control the situation as the Chairman?"

If it were anyone else, they would certainly become furious and anxious after hearing these words from

Old Master Ferguson.

Unfortunately, Floyd Stanton was no ordinary person.

Floyd let out a lazy laugh and responded insouciantly.

"Chairman Ferguson, mind your own business. I believe in my son. Oh look, a fish just got hooked!

Goodbye.” 1

The call was disconnected and Old Master Ferguson's expression was quite amusing. He cursed and

glared fiercely at Nicole, seemingly unwilling to let her off

the hook.

"You got lucky, but do you think you can get away like that? Do you think it's so easy to get into the

Stanton family? Floyd Stanton is much more powerful than you think!"

Nicole laughed. "That’s not for you to worry about anyway..." She paused and had a glint in her eyes.

"I'll definitely be a part of the Stanton family!"

After all, Nicole was bound to reveal her identity one day. She wondered what this old man would feel

after finding out about her real identity.

Old Master Ferguson snorted and laughed at Nicole's wishful thinking. He wanted to say something

else, but Nicole was no longer in the mood to deal with them. It seemed like calling Floyd Stanton was

the old man’s trump card, so Nicole did not need to worry about it.

"Chairman Ferguson, if there's nothing else, I’ll get my secretary to send you off. I have a meeting to

attend." Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Nicole smiled and looked at them with a detached yet polite smile. Ingrid looked indignant and wanted

to say something, but she could only grit her teeth and hold back. Old Master Ferguson was also

exasperated after this meeting and coldly snorted. "You're asking for it!"

After Nicole pressed a button on her internal office phone, Logan came in and stood there respectfully."

Vice President Nicole, what are your orders?”

"Send off the guests, please."

"Yes, ma'am. Chairman Ferguson, Ms. Ferguson, this way, please."

Logan stretched out his hand politely. Old Master Ferguson gritted his teeth and walked away with a

glum face. Ingrid also followed resentfully.

While walking, Old Master Ferguson called Eric and was furious.

"I didn’t expect that Nicole would be such an ungrateful wretch after marrying you for three years. She's

so stubborn. Were you blind to marry her back then?"

Eric paused and said, "You went to see her?"

"Of course, I can't stand that my beloved pipe is in her hands for another second! This woman is too

wicked and refused to let go even when I went to her personally. She lied to us for three years. I didn't

expect her to be such a person!"

Eric was silent for a few seconds and thought, 'I guess she’s had enough of putting up with us for the

past three years...'

"Grandpa, I'll take care of this. Don't worry, I'll get your pipe back."

“You’d better! Otherwise, I won't let her off the hook! B y the way, she even said that she'll marry into

the Stanton family. You can do something about her private life. I don't believe that an affluent family

would accept a divorced b*tch that hooks up with everyone."

Eric frowned and suddenly felt irritated. Nicole did not do anything wrong yet she was still insulted like

that. Eric just felt repulsed when he heard his grandfather’s words.

However, when he thought about Grant Stanton and Ian Carter who were constantly revolving around

Nicole, he inexplicably felt more irritable, suffocated, and upset.

After hanging up, Eric rubbed his temples. Mitchell, who was standing to the side watching

apprehensively, suddenly spoke up. "President, will the meeting scheduled to begin in five minutes still

be held as usual?”

Eric's dark eyes sank slightly. He did not answer Mitchell's question. Instead, he asked, "Mitchell, what

kind of person do you think Nicole is?"

'Why is she so different before and after our divorce?’

Mitchell hesitated for a moment but decided to tell the truth.

"Madam... I mean, Ms. Nicole is a very nice person."

Eric's face was slightly cold. "Do you have frequent contact?"

"No, no... It’s just that I often received her calls when you just got married. She was very concerned

about your livelihood. Every time you'd go on a business trip, she’d check the weather forecast and

remind me to prepare the appropriate clothes and meals.

Sometimes, she'd even get them ready and send them over herself. Even when you never returned her

calls, she never got angry...”

Seeing Eric's increasingly glum face, Mitchell wondered if he had said the wrong thing.

"How come I never knew of these things?"