The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 191

Nicole and Julie went back to the banquet hall. Everyone started to mingle and laugh with each other.

It was as if that little episode earlier did not exist at all.

Knowing Nicole's identity, no one dared to force her to drink. They only exchanged some pleasantries and kept their distance.

Nicole felt a little tired, so she walked to a small balcony where it was quiet and peaceful. She looked out through the window and saw the glimmering lights reflecting on a lake not far away. She could also smell a nice floral fragrance.

Just when she finally felt relaxed, she heard footsteps approaching.

"Nicole, why are you here?"

It was Keith Ludwig.

Nicole's relaxed face instantly had a hint of displeasure. She cast a cold sidelong glance at him. "D o I need your permission to be somewhere?"

'Otherwise, stop being so nosy!'

Keith braced himself and decided to go over to say a few words for his friend. "Nicole, I didn't mean that. That watch earlier... Why didn't you get it for Eric? He waited for you all night at his birthday party, but you didn’t come..."

He muttered, "Poor Eric..."

Nicole laughed coldly and gave him a look. 'When have I ever said that the watch was for Eric Ferguson? How ridiculous! Did he get kicked in the head by a donkey?'

"Keith Ludwig, why are you guys so full of yourselves? Why should I go to some stranger's birthday party? Why would I buy a gift for someone I hate?"

'Shouldn't they at least figure that out by now?' Nicole thought. i

Keith was just about to speak when he saw a familiar figure coming out from behind the curtains where Nicole was standing.

He opened his mouth and shut it instantly. A flash of shock and frustration crossed his eyes.

'Sh*t... This is bad...' Keith thought.

"Hate? Do you hate me?”

Nicole's body stiffened slightly when she heard that voice and turned back in surprise.

Somehow, Nicole was completely unaware that Eric had been standing there in front of her this entire time. It was just that he was covered by the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

Eric looked at Nicole with a complicated gaze, but his voice was surprisingly calm.

Nicole averted her gaze and curled her lips slightly."

Here I thought that I've shown my hatred very clearly, but it seems that you didn't feel it, Mr. Ferguson?"