The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 2002

Angie's happy expression instantly disappeared.

Eric’s attitude was as cold and indifferent as ever, like he could not tolerate her.

Angie stood on the opposite side. She slowly pulled out a smile on her face.

"Eric, I rescued them. You can't accuse me like that."

Eric snorted coldly.

Quinn paused, then stood up.

"Eric, what Angie said is true. Your sister and I were almost killed by Falcon in Liberty. If it weren't for Angie, I wouldn't have been safe."

Eric's eyes were cold and harsh. "The people I sent to search for you didn’t find anything. If you are really safe, why didn't you contact me?"

His eyes were filled with anger.

Quinn was speechless for a while.

Angie explained in a gentle voice. "That's because it's inconvenient. If she contacts you, my brother will definitely notice. How will she get to see you then?”

"Is it going smoothly now?"

Eric asked. Angie's face was as dark as ink.

"Where's my sister?”

Angie's eyes flickered, and she lowered her eyes to look at Quinn.

Eric tilted his head to look at Quinn." Where’s Ingrid?"

He asked again.

Quinn took a deep breath.

"Ingrid went to Tyler. I persuaded her not to, but she didn't listen. She didn't want to come with us no matter what, so we had no choice but to let her go to Tyler."

Eric's face instantly turned red with anger.

Angie smiled. "Don't worry. My brother will take good care of her."

Eric obviously did not believe Angie, but he was speechless for a while.

He glanced to the back, and the people on Eric’s boat jumped straight onto Angie’s boat.

They were ready to take Quinn and Nicole away.

However, Angle's bodyguards took a step forward and blocked the two women.

"Angie, what are you doing?"

Eric gritted his teeth.

Angie smiled and tilted her head to look at him.

"Although I don't have any mal intentions, I can’t just be a good person for nothing. I told you before you came here that I have my conditions."

Eric stared at her for a few seconds. His eyes were deep and dark.

"Say it."

Angie lowered her eyes, regained her emotions, =g*?UMR< said, "I want you to announce to the public that Chance is your son, take him back to Ferguson family, and take good care of him." "Impossible.' Eric refused with a grim expression.

He swept a glance around with cold eyes.

"I won’t recognize someone else's son. I don't care who the father of your child is, but don't try to put this on me! I won't accept him!"

Angie suppressed the emotions on her face. She felt aggrieved and angry.

"He's your son! Why don’t you believe it?!”

Eric looked at her indifferently and mockingly. To him, Angie was not an innocent woman who would be loyal to one partner.

He was not surprised that she would get pregnant with someone else’s child and put the blame on him.

How could Angie stay calm in the face of such humiliation?

Her eyes were red. She vented all those emotions that she accumulated at once.

Angie pointed to Nicole, who was sitting there.

"I know. You don't care whether my child is yours or not. What you care about is the woman who gave birth to that child. If it was her, you wouldn't doubt it at all, right? Or perhaps even if you knew her child wasn't yours, you'd still happily recognize it as your own, huh?"

Nicole sat up straight. Her body was extremely tense.

She was quite worried that Angie and Eric would have a fallout. If they could not agree on this, could Nicole still go back?

Angie could not think straight when it came to love. Was it that important to her for Eric to like her back?

Why did Angie have to be so insistent on Eric?

Eric was silent for a few seconds. His eyes were dark like ink as he stared at Angie.

"Anyway, it won't be you."