The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 301

Once Nicole figured this out, she was in a much better mood.

It was almost 11:00 pm, so she took a nice bubble bath, put on a rejuvenating mask, and got ready for bed.

Nicole glanced at her phone and saw that there was a new friend request on her phone, with a familiar avatar that was all black. It was Eric Ferguson.

The message he added was: "Regular friends."

The corners of Nicole's lips twitched as she snorted lightly.

This jerk was just threatening her a second ago, telling her to stay away from Nathaniel.

Now he had the cheek to request to be friends?

Nicole refused this friend request without a second thought.

She felt sleepy, so she turned off her phone and went t obed.

Eric saw the reply on his phone and his face sank.

The notification was: "Friend request rejected.” 'Ugh, I must've scared her just now!’ Eric thought.

He had worked hard all night but made no progress. H e felt so desperate like he was facing an abyss, yet he was unable to do anything...

The night was dark and heavy. Everything was quiet.

Someone slept very soundly, while someone stayed awake all night.

The next day.

Ferguson Corporation.

Mitchell knocked on the door to go in. He was very careful as he approached the cold and stern Eric Ferguson who was sitting there. Eric had not been in a very good mood lately.

Needless to think, Eric must have hit a roadblock with Nicole.

"President, the $100 million for that painting has been given to Ms. Stanton's assistant, Logan.”

Eric paused and gave a cold "mm".

Mitchell continued to report. "We've also cut off all sources of funding for Young Master Nathaniel's studio. His work has also been completely taken off the shelves. His studio previously has a few projects i n the pipeline, but I've already contacted the parties involved to cancel their contract. I believe that in less than half a day, Young Master Nathaniel's studio will face bankruptcy..."

After all, with the power of the Ferguson family, getting rid of such a small studio was just a snap of a finger.

In fact, Nathaniel could have avoided all this. He was a young man who went against his family in order to chase his dreams. It was indeed very difficult for him t o start up his own studio, but now... All his efforts were gone, just like that!

Eric’s face was cold. He looked at his watch and thought that half a day was still too long.