Eric's eyebrows were sunken. His eyes were imperceptible and bottomless like the ocean.
The corners of his lips were taut as he stared at Nicole.
Their eyes met, and time seemed to stop for an instant.
After a while, Nicole retracted her gaze and lowered her eyes slightly. Her face was indifferent.
This project was a sure win.
There was no risk to speak of and was different from J &L Corporation's artificial intelligence project.
'So... Why?'
Nicole was baffled.
Eric paused and hesitated slightly. "There's no specific reason. You can choose to say yes or no."
Nicole heard this and felt her heart sinking.
She seemed to realize something.
Nicole hooked up the corners of her lips mockingly and said, "Mr. Ferguson, you're deliberately giving me this as compensation for the divorce, right?"
She could not think of any other reason but that.
Perhaps Nicole’s words were a test.
If Eric dared to say a yes, her slap would land on his face at the same moment.
If she was not the heiress of Stanton Corporation, would Eric Ferguson be so thoughtful to an ordinary woman?
'Is he trying to ease our relationship for the sake of his own conscience? He’s using a few hundred billion in profits to ease the relationship between the two families. How generous of him...'
After a few seconds of silence, Yvette looked at the two of them and pulled Nicole's wrist.
She coughed and said, "Mr. Ferguson, there’s no hurry for an answer, right? Who knows if this is a trap you set? How about this... Let Nicole go back and discuss it with her executives. I guess there's no rush, right?"
Nicole subconsciously looked at Yvette, puzzled.
Yvette winked at her.
Eric noticed the interaction between the two ladies and nodded in agreement.
That was unexpected.
Nicole walked away with Yvette. This time, Eric did not stop them.
When they got into their car, Nicole could not help but ask, "Why didn't you just wait for his answer?”
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