Floyd was not in the mood to stand up and bid farewell to Isaac pleasantly. He sat there. His eyes were deep in thought, but no one knew what he was thinking about.
Eric looked at him with a sullen and cold face.
"Chairman Stanton, I asked Isaac to come over and tell you everything for Nicole’s sake. As far as I know, Clayton used his power to wipe out his past. It can’t be investigated even if you tried...”
Floyd raised his eyes and looked at Eric. His voice was rough.
“Thank you, Mr. Ferguson, but today is a special day, s o I can't stay here for long since I still have to greet the guests. You should go out too..."
Eric's face sank. Floyd's reaction was a little too calm. I t was not quite right.
He could feel it, but he could not say it.
However, Eric quickly withdrew his gaze and nodded while standing up.
"Farewell."
Floyd sat in the lounge for a long while before he slowly stood up and walked out. It was hard to tell from his face, but he was forcing himself to act normally.
Isaac's words could not be trusted, but he could not take them for lies either.
In the end, what was the truth? Why did Clayton want t o hide his past?
All these were like thorns in Floyd's heart.
Nicole might not care, but as a father, he had to care!
Almost everyone outside was present, and Nicole and Clayton were basically inseparable.
However, no one suspected their relationship. After all, they looked like the most professional people there were, so how could they have personal feelings?
After a round of toasts, Nicole was really tired.
She put down her glass and went to the rest area where people came and went. Although her high heels were very stable, they still made people watch with trepidation.
When she stepped on her dress for the third time, Clayton finally could not resist leaning over to pick up the hem of her dress and block the people who were bumping into her.
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