Ingrid was brought to Ferguson Corporation. Even her phone was confiscated.
She stood there miserably and tilted her to look at Eric. "Brother, why did you call me to come over all of a sudden?”
Eric's face was permeating with coldness. His voice was stern and harsh. "What do you think?"
Ingrid trembled and refused to admit her fault.
"How would I know?"
"You don't know?” Eric sneered, then shouted at the door. "Bring him in!”
Mitchell pushed the leading reporter into the room.
The reporter came in with a smile and carefully bowed. "Hello, Mr. Ferguson. Good day, Ms. Ferguson."
Ingrid saw the reporter and thought that he had betrayed her.
She panicked and ran over to pull Eric’s arm.
"Brother, don't listen to him! What he said is all fake! I didn't hire them to slander Nicole..."
The reporter had not even said anything, but Ingrid had already admitted to it first.
Seeing Eric’s increasingly chilly eyes, Ingrid suddenly felt a pang of fear.
She slowly let go of Eric's arm. "I really didn’t do it on purpose..."
"Ingrid Ferguson, you still act like you're not at fault after causing such consequences?"
Eric glared viciously at Ingrid with his cold and deep eyes. His voice carried a chill.
There seemed to be an invisible force that enveloped the surroundings.
Ingrid subconsciously took a step back. For the first time, she felt that her brother was no longer tolerant o f her.
She suddenly remembered what her mother warned her.
Never disobey Eric or try his patience!
'Why is Nicole Eric's bottom line? Why can’t I touch her?' 1
The more Ingrid thought about it, the more resentful she was. She was just about to pretend to be aggrieved and show weakness to muddle through this situation when the reporter quickly ratted her out.
"Mr. Ferguson, Ms. Ferguson still hasn't made the final payment, but since I didn’t accomplish my task, I don't dare to ask for it. Can you please let me go?"
The surroundings were obviously a few degrees colder.
"Shut up!" Ingrid yelled at the reporter.
'What a dumb, insensible imbecile!' Ingrid thought.
"Ingrid Ferguson, you only have one choice. Go and apologize to Nicole now!"
Eric's eyes were sullen with a frightening oppressiveness.
"Why should I apologize to her? It didn't work out as planned anyway!"
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