Lucy was shocked and frightened by the fierce Luca and subconsciously took a step backward.
"W-Who are you?"
Luca had no intention of introducing himself. He pushed the door open and cleared the way for Nicole a s he said in a gruff and loud voice, "Miss, after you..."
Nicole walked in expressionlessly without the intention to reminisce with the nanny.
After all, Lucy was just a spy for the Fergusons.
Nicole ignored the nanny's shocked and nervous eyes and strutted inside.
The sound of her high heels against the hardwood floor was crisp and pleasant. As soon as she entered the living room, she saw Eric sitting in a wheelchair i n light gray loungewear. His face still had a sickly pallor, and his facial lines were cold and defined.
His right leg was wrapped in a cast, which made him look weak. The cold and stern aura around him was not as aggressive as usual.
The moment he saw Nicole enter, his eyes lit up. He clutched the sides of his wheelchair.
Even his voice became gentle and restrained. "Nicole, you’re finally back..."
The corners of Nicole's lips curled slightly as she casually swept a glance around. Her face stiffened for a moment.
The furniture and decor were the same as when she left.
It was also spotless.
Nicole averted her gaze and narrowed her eyes.
"I'll take my stuff to the guest room first."
With that, she turned around and told Luca to go upstairs.
"Let Lucy do that." Eric frowned. How could Nicole unpack by herself?
His sharp eyes swept over to Lucy, who was standing a t the side looking dumbfounded.
Lucy shuddered and quickly went over to take the suitcase from Luca.
"TH do it, Madam. Your room has been cleaned, and nothing inside has changed."
Luca dodged the nanny and did not let her touch the suitcase. His fierce face had a hint of warning.
The nanny retracted her hand and subconsciously looked at Nicole.
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