After Clayton finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the huge living room.
Eric was a little surprised by Clayton’s high IQ.
Clayton looked like a sly fox, but he was more ruthless than a fox.
He was more like a docile wolf.
Thinking of this, Eric hated Clayton even more.
Clayton was abominable for coming up with such a tortuous yet effective plan. However, his hands were clean.
He was clearly the most sinister person, but he looked clean and flawless.
Eric gnashed his teeth and looked at Clayton. His eyes unconsciously turned cold.
Clayton saw Eric's reaction and said with a smile, "Of course, this is just my suggestion. If you have your own ideas, you can put them forward.”
It would not necessarily be better than his.
A full minute passed before Eric said slowly, "I agree."
In order to not see that woman again for the rest of his life, Eric had to do this.
Clayton said, "Great! My subordinates will stay guard in Southeast Asia. If your plan fails, I’ll solve it in time to make sure everything goes smoothly."
With that, Clayton retracted his gaze and looked at the living room. He could not help but laugh when he saw the mess in the living room.
"Mr. Ferguson, here’s to a great collaboration!"
Clayton smiled speciously with an unreadable emotion.
"This is the first time I came to Imperial Gardens. I didn't expect you to be so nostalgic. My wife hates tiny houses like this. Seems to me you were quite stingy and didn't care about your first marriage.”
After Clayton finished speaking, he ignored Eric's cold and murderous gaze, calmly turned around, and left.
The reason why Clayton decided to stab Eric where it hurt was that he did not want to take that punch in vain.
Clayton felt a pain in the corner of his mouth, so he had to make Eric feel uncomfortable too.
Eric wished that he could pierce a hole through Clayton's head with his gaze, but unfortunately, it did not work.
Clayton returned to the car.
Shane, who came back from Southeast Asia, saw Clayton’s wound. His eyes suddenly sank.
"Mr. Sloan, shall we go to the hospital first?"
Clayton glanced at him. "No, drive."
"Mr. Sloan..."
"Go home first. I want my wife to take a look before I go to the hospital."
Shane was speechless.
Back at home, Nicole found out that Yasmin was Angie.
She was shocked ?d#:RMT? did not speak for three minutes.
"So, you already knew?"
Nicole looked at Clayton. The warm towel in her hand gradually turned cold.
Clayton glanced at her, held her hand, and said softly," I just found out last night when Shane discovered that something was wrong with the Angie in Southeast Asia. He restrained her and rushed back overnight. My people who were watching Yasmin also reported back... Don't worry. It'll be resolved soon. This woman won't be jumping around for long."
For some reason, Nicole felt a chill in her whole body.
She was unable to speak.
Nicole felt a kind of happiness like she had avoided a catastrophe.
However, her heart ached for the innocent Tina.
Tina could have had a better future.
Nicole was downcast for a while. When she saw that Clayton’s face turned pale from the pain and could not speak, she panicked.
She quickly turned all her attention to him.
"Why are you so careless? He’s a lunatic! Why didn’t you dodge when he hit you?"
Nicole was both heartbroken and angry.
That annoying Eric really had not changed one bit and had a tendency to violence.
Clayton smiled and comforted her softly, "Mr.
Ferguson is proficient in martial arts. I can’t dodge his attacks even if I want to. I'm fine. It doesn't matter." i
The more Clayton said this, the more Nicole felt sorry for Clayton.
Her heart ached for her husband.
Nicole frowned and carefully wiped his wound.
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