There were a few seconds of silence.
Nicole pursed her lips and said to Camille and Leighton, “How about this? I’ll go back and contact a few people to see if there’s a way to go on the cruise. You two can take Yasmin back first. Her health is important.”
Leighton nodded.
Nicole looked at Yasmin and smiled. “Thanks for telling me, Yasmin. Goodbye.”
Then, Nicole left.
Camille walked to Yasmin’s side and picked up the wig Yasmin had thrown aside.
“Yasmin, do you want to come with me?”
Yasmin nodded.
Nicole went out and looked at Kai’s bodyguards outside. “You don’t need to stay here anymore. You can go back now.”
“Yes, Miss.”
When she got downstairs, Luca opened the car door for her.
“Where are we going?”
“Let’s look for Eric Ferguson.”
Nicole spoke calmly and could not help but rub her forehead.
She did not even know how to ask Eric for help.
Nicole did not usually beg for help from others, but this was inevitable in the business world at times.
However, Nicole did not want to have any more contact with Eric.
In the end, she still had to go to Eric because she suddenly remembered something.
Before the divorce, Nicole did not know anything about Eric’s itinerary.
If she wanted to know, she had to learn from the people around Eric, which was Mitchell and the Ferguson family.
When Nicole wanted to ask Eric if would come home for dinner and called the Ferguson Villa, Ingrid would usually pick up.
Ingrid said, “My brother is having dinner with George Quay, the richest man in Liberty, so he doesn’t have time for you. Keep the garbage you made for yourself.”
George Quay, the richest man in Liberty.
He was the man on the cruise ship who had heart disease.
If Nicole remembered correctly, it meant that Eric had a private connection with George.
If Nicole contacted Grant now to find a way to contact George, she was afraid it would take a while, and the matter would not go smoothly.
It would be more convenient to go straight to Eric, but would he help her?
Nicole looked out of the window anxiously.
When they arrived at the hotel that Eric was staying in, Nicole looked up, took a deep breath, and walked in.
The lobby of the hotel was magnificent and extravagant. The decor was expensive, and this was not a place that ordinary people could afford.
If she remembered correctly, this hotel belonged to Eric.
She was just about to go to the reception when a little boy ran in from the entrance with a look of surprise.
“Auntie?”
Nicole turned her head and saw that it was Chance.
He still had a hamburger in his hand and had eaten half of it. When he ran in, he even dropped a few pieces of lettuce.
However, no one dared to scold Chance for his faux pas.
Some people were waiting to go over and clean up his mess.
“Why are you here?”
Nicole asked him.
Chance smiled and put away the burger in embarrassment.
“I was hungry, and Daddy was in a meeting, so no one dared to bring food in. That’s why I ran out by myself.”
Nicole was taken aback. “Are you still hungry?”
Eric took Chance in, but he did not care much about Chance.
Eric was a workaholic who would forget to eat and sleep when he was busy. Thus, he did not let anyone deliver meals to him. He also forgot that Chance also had to eat.
Without Eric’s order, the hotel staff would not dare to go in, and they would not take the initiative to please a child that Eric did not like.
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