The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 206

Hearing Ian's angry complaint, Nicole laughed. Her eyebrows relaxed.

"That piece of land almost became a hot potato. Since he wanted it, he can have it."

"Then I got a beating for nothing!" Ian felt aggrieved and wailed in pain over the phone.

He lowered his voice and said, "You didn’t even come t o visit me..."

Nicole smirked. "Little Princess Carter, what good would it do if I visit you anyway?"

There was silence over the phone.

Ian took a deep breath. His face turned red with anger.

He gritted his teeth and yelled, "Nikki, how dare you mock me?!”

Nicole could not help but laugh lightly. "Don't be a little b*tch. Just stay at home and admit your fault. Otherwise, you might not even have the strength to call me next time!"

Ian was so exasperated that he hung up the phone.

He felt like his lifespan was shortened by a few years.

It was dark outside. Nicole read some documents before she went to bed.

She slept soundly all night.

Early in the morning, the morning light spilled in. Nicole stretched her back and got out of bed.

Logan came to pick her up with the driver, then they went to the opening ceremony of the new International Convention Center.

Nicole read some documents on the way and their car arrived in no time.

Inside the exhibition hall of the International Convention Center.

The opening ceremony was impressive. The people who attended were specially invited members of high society.

Nicole refused to let the Chairman of the Convention Center greet her personally.

As soon as Nicole got out of the car, she walked over to the painting exhibition with Logan.

Different art styles, romantic, realistic, and abstract, were all placed in the same area, separated by the semi-open walls.

Most of the paintings that were displayed here were collectors' pieces, which made them all the more precious.

Nicole stopped to appreciate almost every painting seriously.

Logan saw that Nicole was so immersed in the art, so h e went to see his favorite paintings.

Nicole walked to the last painting, which was covered by a black cloth, so the contents could not be seen.

She paused for a moment and thought that perhaps it was a mistake by the staff.

Nicole picked up the tool on the table next to her and gently lifted a corner of the black cloth, which slowly revealed the true painting.

There was a large door inlaid with gold gems amidst the darkness.

The door was slightly ajar, and the light spilled out from the gap abruptly, like a sharp sword piercing the night.