The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 521

Read The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 521 – The phone was silent for two seconds.

Eric’s voice was cold.

“Fall out? What are you talking about?”

Nicole looked at Quinn with deep eyes. The older woman was already panicking.

“Mrs. Ferguson brought your fiancee over and humiliated me and Mr. Sloan. Are they doing this under your orders or Old Master Ferguson’s orders?”

They could feel Eric’s chill through the phone.

“Where are you?”

Nicole did not answer and hung up the phone.

Her objective was not to call him over.

It was for the Ferguson family to put a leash on Quinn.

Nicole was no longer Eric’s wife, so there was no need for her to accommodate Quinn’s whims!

Quinn did not expect Nicole to call Eric so blatantly.

Truth be told, Quinn was a little afraid of her son.

Ingrid was still missing, but she almost forgot this lesson.

Ivy felt Quinn’s body start to tremble and hurriedly went over to support her.

“Aunty, why don’t we sit at the table over there?”

Quinn was about to say something, but when she looked into Nicole’s eyes, her throat seemed to be blocked with a mass of cotton, making her unable to make a sound.

The surroundings finally quieted down.

Nicole continued to eat as if nothing happened, and Clayton looked at her with deep eyes, pursing his lips.

“Ms. Stanton, you…”

Was she not angry at all?

Nicole smiled. “I’m used to it. I’m just sorry that you and Lil Michael got involved. I don’t bother wasting my thoughts on people I don’t care about.”

Lil Michael was one step faster than Clayton and pulled Nicole’s hand. He held it in front of him and looked at her with clear eyes.

“Pretty Lady, my heart aches for you. I’ll protect you. When I grow up and get my inheritance, I’ll take you away from here, so you never have to see these nasty people again!”

Clayton’s expression darkened as he looked at Lil Michael in exasperation. He wanted to get angry, but he was helpless as well.

‘Why is Michael only thinking about inheritance?! This boy needs to be disciplined!’

Clayton endured it and looked at Nicole solemnly. He was heartbroken.

“I’m not angry. I just feel bad for you.”

Nicole had to endure so much injustice only because she liked Eric.

How ridiculous was that…?

Clayton’s voice was low and serious, and his eyes were filled with sympathy.

Nicole’s heart stumbled involuntarily.

The next second, she lowered her head and smiled.

Her phone rang again.

Nicole glanced at it but did not answer it. She declined the call.

After finishing the meal, Lil Michael refused to go with Clayton, but Clayton had an important meeting, so he had to leave early.

Nicole called Yvette and asked her out to unwind.

Yvette thought that “unwinding” meant going to a bar to drink, sing, dance, and flirt with male models.

Thus, Yvette dressed up and looked particularly s**y and beautiful.

However, when Nicole came to pick her up, there was a little boy in the car.

Lil Michael waved at her familiarly.

“Hi, Madam!”

‘Hmph!’ Yvette s****d in a breath and was just about to get out of the car, but Nicole did not give her the chance and started to drive.

“Let’s go, Ms. Quimbey…”

Nicole drove the car to a private amusement park.

Lil Michael ran with joy the moment he went in.

This playground was not open to the public and only received a few regular customers a day.

Nicole knew the owner, so everything went smoothly.

Each child had two personal maids to look after them and was responsible for their safety and other requests.

Nicole and Yvette were also able to relax a little. The two of them sat in the lounge area with a cup of coffee each.

Yvette saw her in seemingly low spirits and suddenly thought of something.

“Have you heard about Eric Ferguson’s engagement?”

Nicole nodded.

“So, it’s true? I thought that he wouldn’t agree…”

“In families like ours, marriage isn’t something that’s decided by one person. Personal opinions don’t matter.”

Nicole looked up. She was beautiful and dazzling.

Her phone rang again.

She looked at the number. It was an unknown number.

Nicole hesitated for a moment before answering it.

“Ms. Stanton, I’m Ivy Harrison. Can you please plead for Mrs. Ferguson…?”


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