The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 1934

Eric shifted his gaze away and turned to look at Grant. His tone was deep.

"Mr. Stanton, there's no hurry about the cooperation. Please consider it well as it brings only benefits and no harm to you. The establishment of the lab is not only about the success or failure of a certain project, but also about the final ownership of the technology. I believe that if one day, someone wants to sanction a certain company or even product, not having to be at their mercy is the greatest strength."

Eric left with Mitchell after saying that.

Nicole and Grant glanced at each other. Grant took a deep gaze in the direction they left and frowned in thought.

Nicole said, "Grant, if you think this is a

good deal, there's no need to refuse. We can just treat it as a normal cooperation. We didn't completely cut off our business with Ferguson Corporation, so there's no need to go our separate ways on such matters.”

After all, Nicole would not be the person in charge of this project, so she would not see Eric either.

Since Ferguson Corporation's domestic business was already in Mitchell's hands, Eric would not take it back so easily.

Eric would not show up in the country often, so he could not influence anything.

Grant wrinkled his brows. "Let’s talk about it later. I have a feeling that Eric's return this time isn't so simple."

Nicole raised her eyebrows without saying another word.

The siblings were silent on the way home. They were obviously not in a good mood as they were before they met Eric.

Even the driver kept silent.

Eric's car.

Mitchell sat in the back, next to Eric, who had not returned in a long time.

Eric was much colder and darker compared to the last time Mitchell saw him. He was also more enigmatic.

Mitchell had been working for Eric for so many years. Except for the years when Eric was chasing after Nicole, there were not many times that Mitchell understood what Eric was thinking.

This time was no different.

After a long time, Mitchell finally spoke.

"Mr. Ferguson, will you be staying at Imperial Gardens?"

Eric let out a faint "mm".

Mitchell said, "It’s been cleaned in advance. I've also arranged a part-timer to do the housekeeping every day. You can let me know if you have other needs. The company's affairs..."

"I don't care about the rest. You can just see to it yourself."

Eric's voice was dull, deep, =e-?SJU< hoarse.