They went back to the chateau after midnight when the fireworks stopped and the streets became desolate.
Back at the chateau, the butler had prepared supper. The servants showed them to their respective rooms. Floyd was exhausted and went to bed.
Clayton carried the sleeping Lil Michael and went to his room.
Nicole was also a bit tired and had little appetite, so she went upstairs and found out that Eric’s room was right opposite hers.
Toto, who came to deliver supper, called out to Nicole.
"Ms. Stanton, you haven't had anything to eat earlier. Have some light snacks before bed. It’ll help with your sleep."
He always had a way with words.
During Nicole's moment of hesitation, Toto squeezed into her room.
"Did you know? Mr. Ferguson worked so hard today to prepare this fireworks display! He contacted so many departments and spent tens of millions just so you can see fireworks on the Seine! Sigh... If I’m a woman, I'll be so grateful that I can die happy!"
Nicole was startled. Her heart skipped a beat.
"Fireworks? Isn’t it for the celebration of King Louis XIII's birthday?"
Toto looked at her strangely. His features were twisted in shock.
"Such a coincidence? Then this Louis XIII is really lucky. The fireworks are definitely not for him. Mr. Ferguson said that the tour can’t be boring. Otherwise, it’ll make you and Chairman Stanton unhappy. That's why he prepared this fireworks show for you. When have they ever celebrated King Louis XIII's birthday with such a big spectacle?”
Nicole’s face changed slightly. She recalled that for the several years she was in France for work and study, there was really no holiday to celebrate the birthday of Louis XIII.
However, she never really cared for holidays because she would just join the fun whenever she pleased.
It seemed that this was really arranged by Eric.
Nicole pursed her lips and said, "That's quite the trouble."
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