The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 1389

Yvette was not the only one outside.

Julie, Ian, Nathaniel, and Yvette lined up outside neatly.

They also froze for a moment when they saw Clayton.

Julie reacted the quickest and pushed the door in while greeting Clayton familiarly.

"You're here too, Mr. Sloan? We wouldn’t have disturbed you if we had known..."

Yvette followed inside and agreed modestly. "Yup, yup."

Ian grunted coldly and followed them in without a trace of shame. He was simply unhappy with Clayton's presence here.

As for Nathaniel, he sized Clayton up for a few moments and could not help but complain to Ian.

"They haven't broken up yet?"

Ian was also baffled. "It'll happen soon."

Clayton hesitated before reminding them.

"I can hear you, you know.”

Ian nodded. "Yeah, we know."

Ian was Nicole's childhood friend cum best friend cum former suitor.

He was not afraid of Clayton’s provocations!

After they broke up and Clayton became Nicole's ex, their paths would never cross again.

However, Ian was Nicole’s best friend for life!

Nathaniel patted Clayton's shoulder hypocritically.

"Sorry for not bringing a gift even though it's our first meeting..."

Then, he swaggered in.

There was no trace of guilt at all.

The four of them looked around and saw Nicole on the balcony.

Nicole made a gesture with her finger for them to be quiet, so they all sat down at the table and waited.

Clayton was a bit overwhelmed, but as the saying went, a girlfriend’s best friends had to be pleased.

He had to suck it up!

Clayton called for someone to send some fresh fruit and vegetables over, then took out several bottles of good wine from the wine cabinet.

Ian's eyes brightened. "Chateau d'Yquem! Mr. Sloan, you're so interesting. Even Nicole can't bear to bring this wine out!”

Julie was once again the person who reacted the quickest.

"This is Mr. Sloan's house?"

Nicole nodded with a smile. "We're eating hotpot. He has all the tools here."

Nicole would not admit that it was because she did not want to have to continue indulging in the smell of hotpot even after eating.

Like this, Ian gained a very good impression of Clayton at his generosity for taking out that bottle of wine.

"Mr. Sloan, you’re so magnanimous. I wish you and Nicole happiness forever!"

Clayton very much enjoyed the second half of that sentence.

He smiled. "Thank you."

Then, he looked at the others. "Make yourselves at home. Feel free to take whatever you want to eat. Just let Nicole sign the bill when the time comes."

Everyone could not help but laugh.

Nicole rolled her eyes at him, and Clayton looked at her meaningfully.

In any case, those accounts would have to be counted o n Nicole.

There was no escape.