The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1229

Nicole pursed her lips. When the words came to her mouth, she suddenly felt that what Eric wanted might not be these words of gratitude.

However, Nicole could not give him what he wanted.

She did not have anything to offer but this.

"Thank you, Mr. Ferguson."

Eric choked, and he felt like his blood had stopped flowing.

"For what?"

Eric involuntarily squeezed his phone tightly.

Nicole said, "You were the one who helped to block the news regarding Isaac's incident, right?"

Eric paused and was silent for a few seconds.

"How did you know?"

Nicole did not say anything and glanced at Clayton, who was focused on driving.

Eric smiled. His tone when he spoke was slightly languid.

"It's nothing. It was just a small effort. I already showed him mercy by not stabbing him instead."

Nicole tried to appear calm.

"No matter what, I still have to thank you. When you come back, I... Clayton and I will treat you to dinner."

Eric stood there. The blood seemed to freeze in his veins.

He stiffened and suppressed his anger.

"You and Clayton?"

'Did she really say that? Was she trying to thank me or piss me off?' Eric thought.

That night, if not for the fact that so many of Clayton's men showed up, Eric would not have had to put in so much effort to keep things under wraps.

"Do you think I wanted to help him? If it weren't for his limited ability, I wouldn't have needed to intervene. You should advise him to act in moderation and recognize his own strength."

Eric loosened his collar. His face was cold and sullen.

If not for Nicole, Eric did not mind pushing Clayton out for the Sloan family to deal with him.