Nicole smiled. “He might. Also, eating too much fast food like hamburgers isn’t good for your health because there’s no nutritional value. I usually don’t let Chatty and Fischer eat hamburgers. Your father had good intentions to stop you from eating these things out of concern for you. Next time, you should tell him that you’re hungry so he’ll know!”
She felt sorry for Chance.
Eric was not a great father, but he was not horrible.
At least, Eric did not leave Chance to fend for himself in this world.
Eric allowed Chance to appear in the eyes of the public with dignity and announced Chance’s identity. This meant no one could replace Chance’s status.
However, some short-sighted people only looked at Eric’s attitude and treated Chance badly, so it more or less made Chance feel uncomfortable.
Not everyone was as obsessed with being a father as Clayton was or enjoyed it.
At that thought, Nicole fell silent for a moment.
Clayton took care of Chatty in every possible way and even knew what Chatty was feeling.
When Chatty was still babbling nonsense, Clayton keenly knew what she wanted to express.
This used to shock Nicole.
That was why Chatty had never experienced anything negative from the family and society.
Suddenly, a hunched figure appeared in Nicole’s mind.
The way the man left with a cane, and the back view of him facing the sea while sitting in a wheelchair seemed to leave an impression in her mind.
Nicole could not ignore it.
At some point, Eric walked over.
Their table was near the window, and the outside was covered by a divider, forming a semi-open space.
The people sitting down could clearly see the people coming in from the outside.
Nicole was so immersed in her own thoughts that she did not notice Eric was already in front of her.
Eric curled his fingers and tapped on the table.
“Have you ordered?”
Nicole paused before she replied, “No.”
Eric pursed his lips and made himself comfortable. He glanced at Chance, who was sitting there obediently, with complicated eyes.
“Let’s try the chef’s specialties.”
He beckoned for the waiter.
Not long after, the waiter came over with a children’s meal and put it in front of Chance.
Chance looked at Eric opposite him in bewilderment.
Eric pursed his lips. His eyes darkened.
“Weren’t you hungry? Eat it.”
Chance was shocked. He blinked his eyes and looked at Nicole again.
He gritted his teeth. His eyes were watery and aggrieved, but he soon looked up and smiled.
“Thank you, Daddy.”
Eric snorted expressionlessly. He pursed his lips and looked at Chance with a serious face.
“In the future, you can go upstairs to the restaurant when you’re hungry. You don’t have to wait for someone to deliver meals to your room. You’re no longer three years old, so why are you waiting for someone to feed you?”
Seeing that the relaxed atmosphere turned tense again, Nicole was shocked.
She was helpless and speechless.
Chance nodded silently.
Nicole coughed and took a deep breath.
“Mr. Ferguson, I came here today to ask for your help.”
Eric glanced at her with dark eyes as if he was restraining some complicated emotions.
“You know that I won’t refuse any of your requests.”
Nicole said, “I know that you’re acquainted with George. If possible, can you introduce me?”
Eric stared at her blankly and frowned slightly.
“Why? Do you need something from him?”
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