The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1618

Then, Clayton could stop those little moves he made i n private against Ferguson Corporation.

Poor Eric.

Clayton straightened his jacket and looked at Eric meaningfully.

"Goodbye, Mr. Ferguson."

Eric stared at Nicole's departing silhouette without moving a muscle as if his soul left his body.

However, the moment Clayton opened his mouth, Eric came back to his senses.

His voice was rough as if it was ground by sandpaper.

"You won..."

Eric felt a sharp pain in his heart like countless hands tearing it apart. "Take care of her."

Eric said the last few words so lightly that they seemed to disappear into the air, but Clayton heard it.

As Clayton lifted his leg to leave, he said, "You don’t need to concern yourself about her anymore."

Clayton did not need others to tell him what to do with his woman.

Nicole sat in the car and played with her phone with

her head down.

On the side, Roland carefully looked at Clayton and mouthed. "Is she angry?"

Clayton rolled his eyes at him and did not answer. He bent down to get into the car and sat beside Nicole.

The car slowly started, leaving the hospital and Eric in the past.

Nicole leaned on Clayton’s shoulder and slowly let out a sigh of relief.

"That was satisfying!"

Clayton smiled and dotingly stroked her head.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

Nicole squinted her eyes slightly.

Although Nicole felt satisfied after that conversation, she also felt a little tired.

Clayton’s voice was extremely pleasant and rang out i n the car. "Back then when you talked to Eric, what did you ask him to convey?"

Clayton had a doubt in his heart.

Who exactly was the most important to Nicole?

What was his rank?

Although Clayton looked like he did not care, he secretly hoped that he would rank a bit closer to the