In the evening.
Caleb came back looking unhappy. He failed to negotiate with Eric.
His gaze when he looked at Nicole was getting colder.
Nicole guessed it right.
Eric would not give in because of her.
This was not a matter of money.
Caleb’s ultimate goal was to control the global weapons business. He could not do it himself and needed to rely on Eric. That way, he had insurance and could just sit back and enjoy.
It was a beautiful dream.
How could a woman make his wish come true?
Caleb looked at Nicole with an extremely gloomy gaze.
"Ms. Stanton, are you sad? You still have to stay here for a while since Mr. Ferguson didn’t agree to my conditions."
Nicole curled the corners of her lips. She obviously knew that there was no hope, but she inexplicably felt more relaxed.
"It’s expected. Eric's not stupid.” "You're quite open-minded, huh? Do you want to give him a call? Or should I send one of your body parts to him like what I did with Charles Ferguson? What should I send him? Your fingers are very beautiful..."
His nightmarish voice was like a poisonous snake that could freeze one's blood.
It was simply terrifying.
Nicole subconsciously put her hands behind her back and took a step back.
Caleb let out a light laugh.
He was laughing at Nicole’s timidity.
In the next second, his face turned glum, and his gaze was gloomy.
"I've underestimated Eric Ferguson. He’s not that lovesick after all..."
Nicole did not say a word.
Her best option now was to play dead and be silent.
Nicole did not know if it was her illusion, but in the next few days, she noticed some drones in the sky that were not too far nor too close from the base.
If Nicole could see them, Caleb's people naturally could see them too.
There were a few times when Caleb’s people shot the drones down. When the drones crashed, they found that these were just ordinary gaming drones.
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