The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 972

Early in the morning, the sunlight lazily shone through the window.

Nicole was woken up by her phone.

Needless to say, no one else but Yvette Quimbey would disturb her sleep at this hour.

Since it was Yvette, Nicole did not get mad.

When Nicole picked up her phone, Yvette's voice came through.

"Nicole, Mr. Young is just so dedicated! My news is everywhere! Hahaha... The whole country knows me now!"

Nicole's voice was still hoarse. "Don't be so happy yet. Having so much attention isn't a good thing. Everyone will be staring at you!"

Netizens would either like her to the extreme or wait t o see her collapse at any moment.

Once her reputation took a dive, those people who gave out their blessings would become executioners and add insult to injury when the time comes.

"I don't care what others think. I just want that scum Sean Moore to see this news and get the hell out of my face!"

Nicole took a deep breath. Her phone was on speaker mode, so she got up slowly and freshened up while talking to Yvette, "This is too big a price for you. Isn't he angry that you ruined his cooperation with Ferguson Corporation?"

After all, it was a big deal to cooperate with Ferguson Corporation, so it should have been important to Sean Moore.

Yvette snorted coldly.

"He dares? If I had falsely accused him at all, I would b e the despicable one, but every word I said at that time was true. He could only blame himself for being incompetent!"

When a woman became ruthless, it would not end well.

Nicole sighed and said a few words to her. She then hung up the phone, packed her things, and got ready t o go to the office.

As soon as she went out, she saw Clayton and Lil Michael standing at the door.

The father-son duo smiled and greeted her in unison." Hi!"

Nicole was shocked and unconsciously laughed out loud.

They finally arrived at Stanton Tower.

Nicole got out of the car and waved goodbye to them.

Lil Michael stuck his face onto the window and looked at Nicole’s departing figure with fondness.

He could not help but sigh. "How great would it be if Pretty Lady could marry me!"

Clayton’s eyelids jumped. His dark eyes glanced at his son.

"You’d better study hard!"

Lil Michael pouted and said, "She doesn't have a boyfriend, right? Daddy, you have to watch her for me. When I grow up, I'll marry her!”

'Haha, too late!' Clayton thought as he looked down at his phone expressionlessly.

Clayton let out a perfunctory "mm" and thought, 'I'll definitely watch her well, then marry her myself!’