The Divorced Billionaire Heiress novel Chapter 1202

Read Chapter 1202 of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat

Nicole really wanted to warm herself up by a fireplace.

Without thinking much about it, Logan’s phone lit up. He ran over in surprise.

“President, someone has picked up the order. Let’s get in the car…”

Nicole breathed a sigh of relief. Her legs would freeze into popsicles if she stayed out any longer.
The two of them walked to the pick-up area. Before their eyes, a luxurious stretched Lincoln was parked with the back car door opened.
Looking inside, Nicole saw that there was piping hot coffee as well.
Nicole’s body instantly relaxed.

She did not even think as she lifted her foot to get into the car.
Behind her, Logan noticed something wrong as he looked at the color of the car in front of him. He had clearly called for an ordinary cab.
Nicole bent down and went in, but before she could sit down, she saw the somewhat familiar person sitting inside.
Eric Ferguson.

Her body stiffened.
Logan spoke up behind her. “President, the car is the one at the back. This one isn’t ours.”
However, it was too late.

Nicole silently turned back and gave Logan a heavy gaze.

Eric said something to the person beside him, and the client looked up at the beautiful woman who came out of nowhere in surprise. “This is…”
Eric pursed his lips. His face was cold and clear, and the chill around him was intimidating.
When Nicole took a step back and was about to jump out of the car without hesitation, Eric suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, bringing her into the car and making her sit down.
“Close the door.”

Mitchell appeared at some point. When he heard Eric’s order, Mitchell hesitated for a second before closing the door.
Nicole sat there and broke away from his grip. “Sorry, I got in the wrong car. Open the door…”
Eric turned his head to the side and exchanged a few
words with the client beside him before looking up at her.

“Where are you going? I’ll take you there.” “Thanks, but no thanks.”
Nicole refused decisively.

Even if they were in a foreign country, Nicole did not want to have too much contact with this man.
The heating in the limousine was on, and it was extremely quiet.
No one dared to speak, and the others had to be careful even when they breathed.
Mitchell got into the car. Outside, Logan was still anxiously knocking on the car door. “President, get out…”