The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1301

Those shareholders would not easily sell their shares.

However, Nicole unexpectedly collected 54% of the shares in just a few days, occupying the largest stake i n Sloan Corporation. That was unexpected.

Even so, no one now knew that the owner of Sloan Corporation was about to change.

Clayton’s eyes were gloomy as he looked out the window.

The assistant cleared his throat and could not help but remind Clayton.

"Mr. Sloan, maybe the Sloan family offended too many people, and they could no longer just stand by and watch."

Clayton did not say anything. He was silent for a few seconds before opening his mouth.

"Is Eric Ferguson still in Liberty?"

The assistant said, "Mr. Ferguson bought the largest vintage car brand in Liberty and injected capital from Mediania to Liberty. Mediania has never had a history with this brand before. He's been busy lately, and Liberty gave him a lot of problems in his acquisition, s o he hasn't been able to distract himself with Sloan Corporation's affairs. However... Some groups in Liberty are very supportive of his acquisition, so as soon as the purchase was completed, he left Liberty o n a private jet."

"He left?" Clayton asked.

"Yes."

Clayton was a bit dissatisfied.

He came here, but Eric left.

Who knew if Eric would go and harass Nicole?

Clayton's attention was completely dragged away by this matter.

He immediately began to feel uneasy.

The assistant had been with Clayton for many years and was also somewhat surprised when he noticed the change in Clayton's mood.

Clayton had always been able to stabilize himself. No matter how heavy the storm was outside, he would always stand here with a gentle and calm voice. His emotions rarely leaked out.

Therefore, when the assistant saw the mood swings o n Clayton's face, he immediately felt unused to it.

'Could it be because of that Ms. Stanton from Mediania?’ The assistant thought.

Before he could react, Clayton picked up his phone." I'm going to make a call."

The assistant immediately nodded and subconsciously left the office.

As an afterthought, the assistant closed the door and shook his head in confusion.

'It must be.’ The assistant thought.

In Stanton Mansion.

The butler knocked on Nicole's door just as she picked up the phone.

"Miss, Mr. Ferguson is here..."