Everyone could clearly see the "Atlanta Psychiatric Hospital Welcomes You" logo written on the back of the white coats.
Nicole smiled and calmly drank the red wine in the glass, suddenly feeling very satisfied.
How would she be so kind as to repay her grievances with virtue?
The ambulance she called was naturally the most suitable ambulance for Ava York.
That little lady who dared to beat people up was really beautiful and clever. She won Nicole's heart.
When dealing with fake and "innocent" women, they had to be decisive and crisp! There was no need to talk nonsense.
Clayton glanced at Nicole from the side and lowered his voice.
"Did you do it?"
Nicole raised a brow. "If I did, I wouldn't make it so obvious. It’ll only be internal injuries."
Inflicting pain that could not be seen on the outside. That was Nicole’s way of doing things.
Clayton thought about it and then smiled.
He was relieved.
"She already deserves to be beaten up. I guess there must be many people who want to beat her up. You can consider it as revenge for you!"
Nicole rolled her eyes at him. "I'm not that petty a person. You make it sound as if I'm the type to take troubles to heart."
Clayton smiled, seemingly a little helpless.
"I'm the petty one!"
The two people's back and forth fell into the eyes of a certain someone not far away. The man's vibes were strong enough to kill someone.
"Did they come together?"
Eric stared gloomily in the direction of the couple, and his voice carried a compelling chill.
The President of Golden Sea Corporation saw and knew that Eric was furious. He could only tell the truth.
"No, Ms. Stanton arrived first, and Mr. Sloan came afterward. They probably met by chance and are just chatting."
Eric’s face eased somewhat, but the darkness in his eyes did not fade.
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