The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 1958

Floyd was serious, and Grant nodded.

Although they did not have a good relationship with Eric, that was based on his past. Eric was undoubtedly an excellent opponent.

If it were not for Eric's unpleasant past with Nicole, he might have been Nicole's husband.

Nicole's hatred for Eric had long since dissipated.

After all, who lived with hatred in mind every day?

Hatred stemmed from unwillingness, and Nicole had already let go of the past.

Eric did not save her not because he did not want to, but because he had other considerations.

This time, the people who needed his rescue were his sister and mother, so Nicole hoped that he would succeed.

Seeing that Nicole nodded, Floyd smiled, looking wise and experienced. He beckoned to her.

Nicole walked over.

"Eric and Clayton are both good men, but one lives unscrupulously while the other lives cautiously. They're both walking on thin ice because they’ve encountered a critical problem. But regardless of what’s on your mind, I don’t want you to put yourself at risk."

Floyd's words were resounding, and Nicole's heart trembled.

Nicole knew that Floyd was just throwing cold water on her head to calm her down.

Floyd knew that Nicole could not be indifferent to anything regarding Clayton.

Protect herself?

She could do that.

However, she could not helplessly watch as Clayton got into trouble.

Looking at Floyd's worried eyes, Nicole nodded.

"I know, Dad."

Grant smiled. "Dad, don’t you know her by now? This clever little brat won't let herself suffer."

Floyd chuckled lightly. "True."

Nicole took a deep breath.

"Then you two should continue to discuss. I'll go and see if Chatty is awake."

As soon as Nicole left the study, she let out a sigh of relief.

She felt like a boulder landed on her chest. It was so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

The phone in her hand suddenly felt hot.

Should she call and ask about it?

Nicole began to struggle.

Whether she asked or not, how could she help him?

Nicole somehow made her way to Chatty's room.

Nicole's almost one-year-old daughter opened her arms wide. Her beautiful eyes were very similar to Nicole's. She was like a mini-version of Nicole.

The baby was not asleep. When Chatty saw Nicole come in, she waved her little h=e-> XNP>s excitedly.

Nicole’s heart softened. She walked over and patted Chatty's little hand.

The soft little hand tugged on Nicole's finger and shook it, like she was playing with it.

Chatty babbled and laughed very happily.

After playing with Chatty for a while, Nicole remembered something.

She recorded a video of her daughter and sent it to Clayton.

There was no response.

This was something that never happened before.

Nicole's face turned pale, and her heart sank.

The superficial calmness on her face was finally broken.

She had to face the predicament in front of her.

Nicole’s eyes gradually became more determined, and her heart stopped wavering.

She went back to her room to pack her things.

Finally, she heard her phone's notification.

Clayton responded.

He sent a short video of the high-rise buildings in the distance. It looked like it was taken from the top floor of the office. With a wide angle view, the people below looked as small as ants.

A few seconds later, the camera turned one round, and Clayton’s gentle face with a smile came into view.

"Baby, is it pretty? I'll bring you here next time."

"Oh, Chatty too!” He added.