Clayton nodded. Of course, he remembered.
Not everyone could accept such ugliness.
That was why Nicole was still thinking about it.
Clayton patted her hand. "How about this? We can set up a foundation to help trafficked women and children around the world so that they’ll be able to find a way back. What do you think?"
Nicole's body stiffened slightly. She looked at him in shock. Her bright eyes instantly lit up.
"Really? I want to help them, but I don't know how to. Although Caleb's dead, they're not necessarily rescued. This will be perfect!"
Clayton slowly smiled.
Wow, what a kind-hearted girl.
The rest of his words were held back.
Although this approach was probably a drop in the bucket and would be troublesome, at least this would make her happy, so it was worth it.
Nicole leaned on Clayton’s shoulder and smiled. "We can set up a voluntary organization that can provide clues to the professionals. Then, the professionals can handle it. They can give this information to the embassies and police of various countries. It'll
definitely be useful."
Clayton smiled. "Of course."
Once the idea was there, then it was time to implement it.
However, it was not that simple. Nicole planned to discuss it with Grant before making preparations.
After all, Grant had much more experience than her.
However, Nicole was visibly happy.
They had eaten a lot on the food street, so they had little appetite for lunch.
However, Yvette called. "Nikki Baby, my clothes are soiled. Can you please send me some clothes?"
Nicole was stunned. She went a little further from Clayton before she replied, "You're at the office? Don't you have spare clothes?"
Yvette sniffled. "No, I'm in a resort in the suburbs to participate in a reception for a project. I can no longer wear my clothes or my underwear. I can't really let others know either, and... Lance is still dealing with some business.”
It was not until Nicole pushed Clayton to catch her breath that he let go of her. His eyes were still a little red.
"Sorry, I can't help myself.”
Nicole blushed and glared at him angrily. "I’ll settle the score with you when I get back!"
Her voice was delicate and soft.
Clayton looked at her warmly and raised his hands in surrender. "No problem!"
Under his fiery gaze, Nicole hurriedly left.
It was originally just a goodbye kiss. Who knew that h e had turned it into a hot French kiss? Nicole did not even dare to look back at him.
Luca drove while Nicole sat in the back. Fortunately, she had a few sets of branded outfits here that have not been worn, as well as underwear and accessories. Thus, Nicole went directly to send these to Yvette.
However, hearing Yvette's tone, Nicole thought that this matter should not be so simple.
Yvette Quimbey was not someone who would be aggrieved.
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