When Mitchell finally arrived and said a few words to the police officers, they left politely.
Eric sat in the car and did not move.
Mitchell paused. "Why don't I send you back, President?"
A long time passed.
Eric slowly opened his mouth.
"Mitchell, she’s so cruel..."
Although Mitchell did not know who the "she" Eric was referring to, he could make a guess.
There was only one woman in the world who could make Eric like this.
Mitchell schooled his expression. "President, there are many eyes here. If people were to see you, it'll inevitably stir up other troubles. Why don’t you let me send you home?"
Eric closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were clear.
There was a hint of darkness in the coldness.
He lifted his foot to get out of the car, and Mitchell hurriedly opened the back door for him.
Stanton Corporation.
Nicole and Logan went downstairs one after the other.
Logan hesitated to speak.
Nicole saw that and smiled. "If you have something to say, go ahead."
Logan sighed. "President, was that a good idea? If Mr. Ferguson finds out..."
Nicole laughed coldly. "Of course, he’ll find out, but it's fine. It’s better if he knows. Trying to act pitiful won't work on me. I hope that he’s aware of the situation."
Logan was speechless.
Nicole, who used to be so in love with Eric, had truly changed.
Nicole pressed the car keys, and the car lights lit up for a moment. She walked over and looked at Logan.
"Go back and rest early. There's no need to send me back."
Logan nodded and watched her car leave before going over to start his own car.
When Nicole returned to her apartment, she received a call from Clayton.
According to the time difference, it should be 9:00 am there.
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