The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 220

The corners of Nicole’s lips twitched.

To Nicole, it was a nightmare to hear Ingrid calling her name in that tone.

If Nicole did not find out about Ingrid’s plan in advance, Nicole would have doubted her ears.

Ingrid, who was in front of Nicole, kept a polite smile and the etiquette of a high-society lady.

"Nicole, I have something to say to you. Can we talk alone?"

Nicole raised her eyebrows and swirled the grape juice in her glass.

She questioned Ingrid. "What do we have to talk about?”

Ingrid paused for a moment and hung her head. "I’ve been seriously reflecting on my past behavior these days... I admit that I've gone overboard last time, so I’d like to sincerely apologize to you...'

Nicole just nodded with understanding and said, "Oh, okay, then just apologize here. Won't it be more sincere in front of everyone?"

Ingrid's face stiffened.

She forced a fake smile.

"Um... It won't be very appropriate. I still have some

things I want to say to you in private."

Nicole hesitantly looked at the large crystal lights overhead that were reflected on the surface of her drink.

The light moving in her glass was surprisingly more beautiful than the real ones above her.

Ingrid saw Nicole's hesitation and immediately added. "It won't be good for others to hear about the things between you and my brother, right?"

Nicole lifted her eyelids. The corners of her lips curled up faintly. "Okay."

She stood up.

Yvette pulled on Nicole's arm and frowned.

She wanted to stop Nicole.

Nicole smiled reassuringly and patted Yvette's wrist, indicating that she knew what she was doing.

She already knew of Ingrid's plan anyway.

Ingrid’s eyes flashed with a hint of smugness.

On the balcony of the second floor.

The surrounding leaves rustled in the light breeze.

The hazy band of light from the Milky Way could be seen in the dark sky. The stars were as far as the eye could see.

Ingrid looked innocent thinking that Eric Ferguson was a taboo subject for Nicole.

Nicole stood there with a slight smirk. 'How childish...'

Ingrid was standing not far away behind Nicole.

Her voice was gentle and harmless. "Nicole, actually come to think of it, you and my brother are a good match with comparable family backgrounds and you're both from the same gentry circle. Even my grandfather has started to approve of you. Are you really not interested in my brother anymore?"

Nicole glanced at her with a chill in her eyes.

The corners of her lips curled up into a cold and detached smile.

"Are you mistaken? How can your brother and I be a good match?"

Ingrid paused for a moment and said, "You're already the successor and President of Stanton Corporation. With your current value, how could you not be a good match for my brother?"