The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric) novel Chapter 981

However, there was no sound for a long time even after the footsteps stopped.

Nicole had just felt that something was off when a familiar deep and soothing voice broke the silence.

"What are you looking at so intently?”

Nicole froze and turned to see Clayton’s tall body standing there.

"Why are you here?”

Clayton smiled gently. His eyebrows were slightly lowered, and his eyes carried a light warmth.

"Of course, it's because I miss you, my girlfriend."

He stood there with his arms open and gave her a look.

Nicole stiffened for a moment. 'Did he want to hug me? I

This kind of action was simply too obvious.

Nicole was already used to Clayton breaking the boundaries time after time.

She did not recoil every time he touched her, and he had a very pleasant fragrance of agarwood around him that was quite addicting.

Nicole gritted her teeth and silently walked over, then leaned stiffly in his arms.

The sound of laughter that emanated from his chest made her face redden abruptly.

It was burning.

She instantly wanted to run away, but his hands tightly wrapped around her waist to confine her in his embrace.

It was gentle yet strong.

Clayton's hands stopped on her lower back and looked in the direction she was staring at earlier.

His voice was raspy and light as he whispered in her ear.

"It’s quite nice to look at...”

Nicole felt like a feather brushed the tip of her heart. A flash of electricity seemed to pass through her heart, making her numb for a moment.

There were hidden implications in his words, but Nicole could not assume that he was talking about her.

She struggled a little, and Clayton sensibly let go.

Clayton knew he could not go too far.

He had enough sweetness for today.

Nicole turned around as if nothing happened and sat i n the chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

“Why didn't you bring Lil Michael with you?"

Clayton nodded. A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"How would he give up that easily? He must be impatient to persuade you to agree with him. That way, he can completely trample me underfoot and make a joke out of me."

Nicole opened her mouth. Her expression was somewhat conflicted.

She wanted to ask but did not know whether or not she should.

Clayton noticed her expression and smiled.

"What else did he say?"

Nicole shook her head. "He just talked about your father dying. Are you sure you don’t want to go back and visit him?"

After all, if it turned out to be true, Clayton might regret it for the rest of his life.

Clayton lowered his gaze, hiding the coldness that was about to erupt from the bottom of his eyes.

"No. From the moment I left the Sloan family, his life o r death is no longer my concern."

His tone was forced as if he was desperately trying to suppress something.

Nicole watched him silently for a few seconds, smiled, and said nothing at all.

'Forget it. It was better not to ask. It didn't seem to be a happy experience.'