The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 1960

Although the man was not good-looking, he had a powerful vibe when he spoke.

He also spoke with a bit of contempt.

The man did not look like an ordinary businessman.

He had a bit of fierceness in his eyes that was deliberately hidden, so he should not be underestimated.

Ingrid stared at him with wide eyes.

"You dare to go against my wishes?! Tyler won't let you get away with it!"

The man's eyes were gloomy.

"Ms. Ferguson, I don’t know if Tyler will let me get away with it, but if you dare to lash out at me again, I certainly won’t let you off

the hook!'

Ingrid's mouth widened. She was frightened for a moment.

Someone outside hurried in.

"Ingrid..."

It was Quinn.

Compared to the last time they met, Quinn looked much worse than Ingrid.

Quinn looked thinner with sunken cheeks.

The moment Quinn saw Nicole, her anxious expression became extremely complicated.

Quinn pursed her lips and finally looked at Ingrid.

"Let's go out first. What's wrong with your hand?”

Ingrid pushed Quinn away.

"Nicole did this! She's so arrogant even when she's in our hands. Mom, have you forgotten why we're here?"

Quinn pursed her lips and hesitated. In the end, she pulled Ingrid out of the room.

"Let's get you to the doctor first..."

The room finally quieted down.

Nicole stood there, looking at the man.

The man smiled and looked at Nicole with some appreciation.

"Ms. Stanton... No, I should call you Mrs. Sloan. I've known Mr. Sloan for a long time. This time, I really have no choice but to invite you here."

Nicole's eyes flickered. She suddenly became a little nervous, but her face was calm.

"Since you know Clayton, go and find him. It's not very proper to use this method to get me here, isn't it?"

The man smiled calmly and looked at her meaningfully.

"Mr. Sloan is very cunning. I've looked for him several times, but he always leaves before I can find him. I have no choice but to bring you here and wait for Mr. Sloan to come to me in person."

Nicole looked at him silently.

She did not make a sound.

Nicole had a vague feeling that the man in front of her was not as calm as he seemed on the surface.

Were they enemies?

The man looked at Nicole silently. He smiled =g->VIX< calmly took out Nicole's phone from his pocket.

Then, he handed it over to Nicole.

"As a courtesy, I won't touch your things. Turn it on and unlock it, then call Mr.

Sloan. I want to talk to him."

His attitude was a bit more forceful.

Nicole hesitated for a few seconds before she took her phone. Her phone was not forcibly broken into.

This surprised her.

Nicole's phone had a GPS location. If her phone was turned on, she would have been rescued long ago.

She paused and turned it on immediately.

As soon as it was turned on, countless calls poured in, from Grant, Floyd, and even a few unfamiliar numbers.

She took a quick glance, but Clayton did not call her.

Nicole did not know how to feel about this.

Her arrival brought Clayton a lot of trouble.

She closed her eyes for a moment.

After that, she found Clayton’s number and dialed it.

Still, no one answered.

On the contrary, Nicole breathed a sigh of relief.

The man's face was so dark that no emotion could be seen.

He glanced at Nicole, took her phone, and sent a message with a bit of impatience.

Soon, the phone rang. Someone called back.

So, Clayton did not have to worry.

Clayton's tone was as gentle as possible to comfort her.

"The person who caught you is called Falcon. That's his codename. I've cooperated with him before, but there was some misunderstanding. Don't worry, I'll resolve this problem and go back to pick you up. Don’t be scared."

Nicole was silent for a few seconds. Her eyes became sore.

"Mm. I’m fine."

"Good girl. I know you're brave, but you don't know anything about what happened in South Africa, so don’t try to negotiate terms with him using your own interests. I'll be right in front of you in ten hours at most."

Clayton's voice was gentle as if this was a norm.

Nicole’s heart gradually calmed down.

"Okay... I’m sorry..."

Her hasty arrival had disrupted his plans.

Clayton was silent for a while.

"Baby, you don't ever need to apologize.

You did a good job. I'm the one who put you in danger, so you can hit me or scold me when we get home."

Nicole felt a dull pain in her chest.

She only hoped that he was safe.

The man beside Nicole knocked on the table impatiently.

"Are you done yet?"

Nicole's hand paused slightly.

Clayton murmured, "Baby, don't be afraid. Have a good night's sleep, and I'll be right there when you wake up."

There was always a kind of reassuring spell in his voice.

The call ended.

Nicole looked at the man who smiled faintly at her.

Falcon.

This name did not match his ordinary look, but he did have a sharp gaze.

"Don't be scared. I've been friends with Mr. Sloan for many years, so I won't kill you to vent my anger. The military base in his hands has been cooperating with me for so many years without any problems. There was a sudden issue this time that made me lose two of my brothers, so I ought to get an explanation for this."

Falcon sat there exuding a dangerous and cold vibe.

He looked kind, but his eyes were clearly thirsty for blood.