The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 2038

Everyone was shocked, and Mitchell suddenly shouted, "Oh no, Little Young Master Chance is inside!"

Eric was also shocked and glanced at Mitchell coldly.

Mitchell's face turned pale. "You told me not to let him out, so I asked Young Master Chance to play by himself after the memorial service. He got tired, so I let him sleep here. But I didn't light any fire, and I didn’t close the door..."

He quickly explained, but no one listened.

Eric looked up with a livid face. His whole body was tense.

"Nicole, come down now..."

He gritted his teeth.

Eric knew that someone might have deliberately created this chaos, but their purpose was probably not to involve Nicole in it.

Nicole’s face was pale. The cold wind was howling, rattling her clothes.

She brushed away a strand of hair that was dangling at the corner of her mouth. It dropped again when she breathed.

Fortunately, Nicole managed to jump off the railing smoothly, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

She did not dare to look below.

Nicole opened the window from the outside, and the smoke inside rushed out.

Sure enough, a child was kneeling in front of the window. His eyes were red, and he was out of breath from crying, However, he could not make a sound.

His pitiful appearance made Nicole feel sympathetic. His breathing also began to weaken.

If Nicole did not save him in time, he would probably be suffocated by the thick smoke.

She paused and thought that she had seen him before.

He was the kid who played with Levi at school that day, Eric’s son.

Nicole did not have time to think. She stretched out her hand and said softly," Come on! Give me your hand!"

Chance cried until he had no strength. He did not expect that someone would save him.

He silently called for help many times and called "Daddy" countless times, but no one came.

When he saw Nicole, he looked at her like she was his savior.

He stretched out his hands, and Nicole used her strength to pick him up and carried him out of the window.

Eric’s subordinates had already gone in to put out the fire.

A tall ladder was also placed on the balcony.

Someone was holding onto the ladder from below.

It was Eric.

Eric watched from the balcony :b&=UMT< closely watched Nicole's movements.

"Come down. Be careful...”

Nicole could not go down the ladder with the boy in her arms, so she asked the boy to go down first.

The boy had no strength to cry. More importantly, he did not make a sound when he cried.

He shivered as he grabbed onto the ladder.

Eric frowned. His tone was impatient and cold.

"Why are you crying?”

Mitchell glanced at Eric and hurriedly climbed up to hold onto Chance. He slowly carried the boy down the ladder.

"Little Young Master, don't be afraid. This is all my fault..."

Mitchell was really frightened.

Although Eric did not like Chance, Chance was still the eldest grandson of the Ferguson family. Thus, his status was naturally different.

If something happened to Chance, Mitchell would not be able to bear the consequences.

Nicole got down the ladder. Someone held her at the last step.

Eric was initially standing there, but his spot was taken by Grant.

Nicole breathed a sigh of relief.

Grant patted the dirt from her clothes.

"Are you okay?"

Nicole nodded.

Someone fetched Nicole’s high heels for her.

Just as Eric was about to take them, Grant was one step ahead and took them over.

Grant breathed a sigh of relief and put the heels at Nicole’s feet.

"You're so impulsive! You're lucky this time. Will you be so lucky every time?!"

Nicole also felt scared.

Fortunately, the fire was small and did not affect the adjacent room.

Otherwise, Nicole would also be trapped there.

Nicole frowned slightly and looked at Eric.

"Mr. Ferguson, it's Old Master Ferguson's funeral today, yet you allowed such a big mess to happen?"

Eric did not reply and stood there silently.

"Thank you."

Nicole pursed her lips. "It’s getting late. Shall we head back, Big Brother?”