The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1264

Autumn swept Logan with a gloomy glance.

"How much is your monthly salary as an assistant? You offend people so easily. Aren't you afraid that if Nicole doesn't want you, you’ll have nowhere to go?"

Logan smiled. "Sorry, I'm on an annual salary package and signed a lifetime contract."

Logan was the only person in Stanton Corporation who had special treatment.

Autumn was furious and looked away, refusing to say another word.

When she arrived at the place, Logan took her to an office and let the female secretary search Autumn’s body.

Autumn did not prepare anything out of the ordinary and came empty-handed. She only had some cosmetics and a phone in her bag.

Only then did Logan take her back on the elevator and go to the floor where Nicole was on.

Logan knocked on the door. When Nicole said "come i n", Logan opened the door and let Autumn in.

He swept a glance at the meeting room and saw only Nicole sitting there and Luca playing games with his head down in the corner, whose presence could be ignored.

Logan did not ask where Clayton went and presumed that Clayton was in the lounge.

Nicole raised her eyes and indifferently swept a glance at Autumn.

"Ms. Ferguson, what's the matter that you had to repeatedly barge in here? Did you come to tell me where the reporter is? Would you be so kind?"

There was no hint of politeness in Nicole's tone.

Nicole did not believe that Autumn took the initiative t o come over to her just to help her.

It was a good thing if Autumn did not help out.

Autumn paused. After having her innermost thoughts exposed by Nicole in the bar last time, Autumn seemed to have lost her head start.

The feeling of shame lingered in Autumn's heart.

She could not think about anything else and only stared at Nicole. Autumn laughed and forced herself t o relax.

"What you want most at the moment is to find that reporter, isn't it?"

Nicole raised her eyebrows. "So?"

"I know where he is,” Autumn said.

Nicole smiled, with a bit of mockery on her face.

"I know that you know, Ms. Ferguson. Do you think that I can't find out?" Nicole said as she stroked the rim of the warm coffee cup in front of her. Her slender and delicate fingers traced over it like a work of art.