The man looked at Nicole with cold eyes and put the phone to his ear.
"Mr. Ferguson, our supposed friendly meeting was ruined by you. Do you regret it?"
If Eric was really engaged to Angie, then they would have been sitting together cordially for dinner at that very moment.
Eric’s voice sank. “Caleb, what do you want? Just say i t straight."
The man laughed lightly and raised his eyes to look at Nicole coldly.
"Mr. Ferguson, you're not as cold-blooded and heartless as what Angie described. You're very affectionate toward Ms. Stanton."
His tone was mocking.
Eric suppressed his anger and impatience. Eric did not dare to provoke him because Nicole was in his hands.
“Caleb, you’d better make sure that every strand of her hair is intact. Or else, I'll make sure Angie gets a terrible death."
Rage and hatred surged in his chest. Eric did not care i f what he said was overstepping the limit.
The man's face sank instantly.
"You dare?!”
Although the two men were separated through the phone, their auras were cold and uncompromising.
Nicole stood there and closed her eyes. She felt very speechless.
Was her safety not the most important matter at this moment?
Eric said something, which made the gloom in the man's eyes disperse. He laughed and spoke.
"Great, I’ll wait for you."
After saying that, he did not hang up and handed the phone to Nicole. His voice was extremely cold. "Ms. Stanton, you can say your last words."
Nicole took the phone and held back the grievance in her heart as she listened to Eric speak over the phone.
"Nicole, don't be afraid. I'll be right over.”
Eric's voice was uncharacteristically gentle.
Nicole's eyes were sore. She suddenly thought of another person.
She opened her mouth. Tears streamed down her face.
"Eric..."
"Hmm?" Eric waited for her to continue.
Nicole bit her lower lip and said, "Tell Clayton not to
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