When Jacob saw that Nicole was fine, he really wanted to burrow through the lens.
Everyone knew that since Grant came to Sand City, Grant's style and methods were completely different from Nicole’s.
When Nicole got angry, it was just pure anger.
When she scolded someone severely, she would probably not stay angry for long.
It was when she hid a dagger in her smile that meant she was truly angry.
However, as long as Jacob did not cross the line, Nicole would generally turn a blind eye.
As for Grant, his thunderous style could torture a person to death. Just one look from Grant could make someone too scared to say anything.
There were no second chances.
After just a few days, Jacob had a feeling that he would not be able to continue living for long.
Nicole smiled and blinked at the screen.
"Mr. Cook, did you dye your hair? Why is it all white now?"
At that mention, Jacob wanted to shave his hair bald.
Since Nicole's accident, Jacob did not even dare to get a full night's sleep out of trepidation.
After Grant's arrival, Jacob's nerves became even more frayed.
If anything happened to the heiress of Stanton Corporation in Sand City, Jacob would not get the chance to live.
Jacob had lived for more than half a century and was about to retire, but he was very likely going to lose his job.
Grant glanced at Jacob coldly, and Jacob immediately composed his expression and looked at the camera in trepidation.
"I didn't dye my hair, Ms. Stanton. You should take a good rest. The project team staff are all very concerned about your health. They all hope that you'll take good care of yourself!”
Nicole nodded with a smile.
"Okay, thank you for you guys’ concern."
Grant interrupted them coldly. "Enough. Stop talking nonsense and say something useful."
Nicole and Jacob were speechless.
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