As soon as Nicole entered the building, Nicole instructed the bodyguard at the door.
"Keep an eye out. Don't let that woman in."
Angie lowered her head and smiled.
She really liked Nicole's character.
If it were not for Eric, maybe they could have been friends.
Putting away her smile, Angie walked over and knocked on the car window.
Clayton wound down the window without the slightest expression on his face.
"I told you to leave her alone, didn't I?”
Angie pursed her lips and went over stiffly.
"I did what you said. His company will only admit that we’re in a relationship and won’t mention anything about getting married."
Clayton's expression was cold. "That’s your own business. Don’t involve others."
A trace of anxiety finally crossed Angie's eyes.
"He's unmoved by force or persuasion. What can I do? I f I really kill Charles, I’ll lose the bargaining chip in my hand, and he'll get angry.”
Clayton chuckled and gave her a deep look as if he was looking at an idiot.
''That’ll depend on your own ability. Charles doesn't have that weight, but what about others?"
Then, without waiting for Angie to react, he started the car and left the place.
Nicole's mood was not very pleasant since she saw someone she did not want to see in the morning.
She was listless even during the meeting.
Yvette sent her a message midway.
[I slept with him.]
Nicole raised her brows. Did Yvette have to share this kind of news with her?
It seemed like Yvette was serious.
[Congratulations.]
She replied.
Early in the morning.
Yvette woke up drowsily, but when she opened her eyes, there was a strange but familiar person next to her.
Lance slept next to her with his clothes on.
Although the clothes on the two people were in disarray, it was still considered completed.
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