Fischer nodded excitedly.
Soon after, Fischer’s parents came over.
“Ms. Stanton, sorry to bother you. We were supposed to send Fischer back last night after spending some time with him, but he fell asleep. We couldn’t bear to send him back overnight, so we waited until now.”
Nicole smiled. “It’s a good thing that you can spend more time with him. You can send him back anytime. Why don’t you two stay for dinner?”
Camille looked at her with a smile. “We’ve put off work for too long. I’m afraid we won’t be able to have dinner together. Maybe next time when there’s a chance, we’ll treat you to dinner.”
Nicole replied, “Sure, no problem.”
Camille said, “We should treat you to a nice meal because you’ve taken such good care of Fischer. We can tell that Fischer didn’t suffer one bit with you all, and he’s certainly happier than when he was with my father.”
She just saw Nicole wipe Fischer’s sweat with her handkerchief without hesitation earlier.
Nicole was so gentle and casual like this was common for her.
If this was not the habit they accumulated over time, Fischer would not have been so calm.
Camille could see that the Stantons had been very thoughtful and attentive in taking care of Fischer.
Leighton nodded. He took out a business card from the bag beside him and handed it over.
“This is our contact information, Ms. Stanton. If you need anything in the future, you can contact us at any time.”
Nicole took it with both hands and glanced at it. Her face froze instantly.
She subconsciously muttered. “Myriad Group?”
Leighton nodded. “Ms. Stanton, you’ve heard of it?”
Camille glanced at her husband. “It’s not unusual that Ms. Stanton heard of this. Not to mention, Myriad Group is quite well-known here.”
Leighton nodded in agreement.
Nicole’s face turned pale as she squeezed the business card in her hand.
“Myriad Group organized the reception on the cruise that I attended last night. Turns out it’s your company?”
She had a feeling that someone was trying to get her involved with Myriad Group.
Nicole was puzzled.
She frowned, and her expression turned glum.
“So, you two are researching customized human organs?”
Camille and Leighton looked at each other.
Their faces instantly became serious and cold.
Leighton stepped forward and stared at Nicole closely.
“That’s not our company’s project, and we didn’t organize any cruise reception. Ms. Stanton, have you seen the project you mentioned with your own eyes?”
Seeing that Leighton’s tone was worsening, Camille quickly nudged him and looked at Nicole apologetically.
“Ms. Stanton, he has no malice. My husband isn’t just a researcher, he also holds an important position in the company. That’s why he’s aware of everything happening in the company.”
Seeing that Nicole’s expression was not right, Camille took a step forward.
“Ms. Stanton, you didn’t invest in that project, right? That project has major problems, so please don’t be impulsive.”
Nicole looked at her with doubt and pursed her lips.
“I didn’t. But what’s the problem with the project? If it’s not your company’s project, how do you know about it? The organizer of this reception reached out to the world’s top elites, and the capital involved is certainly no less than hundreds of billions of dollars. Is Sebastian Shaw scamming them?”
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