Eric's voice was deep and hoarse.
Eric rubbed his temples to wake himself up.
Mitchell did not speak again.
Ever since Eric met Nicole here, he had started to act strange.
An hour later.
Someone suddenly knocked on the car door.
Eric, who was resting with his eyes closed, jolted awake and looked at Mitchell.
Mitchell said, "It's Walter Galloway, the son of President Galloway. You met him several times at reception parties.”
Eric would not remember the names of people with no reputations no matter how many times they met.
Many people wanted to get to know Eric, and there would always be people coming up to introduce themselves to him during parties. Eric would just smile and brush them off.
Eric nodded. He was recently talking to President Galloway about a partnership, so it was best to be patient with his son.
Mitchell got out of the car and greeted Young Master Galloway with a smile.
"Mr. Galloway, what a coincidence. What are you doing here?”
Walter’s gestures were that of a rich young man, frivolous and flamboyant.
"There was a party here last night, and I drank too much, so I ended up sleeping here. I didn’t expect to see Mr. Ferguson’s car. I thought I was mistaken...”
Mitchell politely opened the back car door for him.
"Mr. Ferguson is waiting for someone here. What a coincidence."
Eric nodded faintly.
"Mr. Galloway, what a coincidence."
"It really is. Who are you waiting here for, Mr. Ferguson? I might know who he is..."
He was very enthusiastic. After all, his father had told him that Eric Ferguson was powerful and should be well served.
Eric’s tone was very light. "A friend."
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