Listening to the conversation earlier, the dress Nicole was wearing seemed to have something to do with Lil Michael's mommy.
Nicole glanced at Lil Michael, who blinked his big sparkling eyes and immediately shook his head.
"It's not!"
Clayton Sloan paused for a moment. His expression eased as he said, "It's not. It's just from the same designer, so the style and color are somewhat similar. Let's head back."
Nicole did not probe further and followed Clayton back to the table.
Lil Michael was taken outside while the adults stayed i n the banquet hall.
Eric Ferguson had been sitting in his seat. His eyes were staring at the trio unblinkingly the whole time. The people around came to talk to him, but he ignored them.
The main seat was occupied by Clayton who had a mysteriously powerful aura very similar to the strong and cold Eric Ferguson in some ways.
The three people next to Eric saw Clayton and hurriedly went back to their seats.
Although this was a private dinner, its nature was more similar to a meeting.
It was a gathering of people in high positions discussing interests and benefits. Everyone wanted to cooperate with Clayton Sloan, but they also knew that none of them could compete with Ferguson Corporation.
When Nicole arrived earlier, they had even less hope t o land this deal.
Nicole sat on Eric's left side. The air was momentarily stagnant.
Clayton paused for a moment. His voice was rich and gentle as if the disturbance earlier had not happened.
"Today’s dinner is to get to know all of you. After all, you’re all important people in the industry, and I'll need your help to develop my business in Mediania. Secondly, I also have a project that needs partners."
Clayton was straightforward. In fact, everyone here came for that project.
Clayton’s eyes swept over the people present. Finally, his gaze settled on Nicole.
"Ms. Stanton, I wasn’t aware that you’re interested in this project?"
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