Nicole steadily landed in Eric’s arms and did not seem to be affected by this commotion.
The look of warning and disdain in Eric's dark and deep eyes made Roman suddenly feel a chill down his spine.
Eric did not give Roman or Fabian any time to react before he turned to leave with Nicole in his arms.
Roman’s face was stiff and pale. His body became tense, and he felt defeated.
Fabian saw this and sighed. Although he was young, h e had been in showbiz for some time.
Thus, he was clear about certain things.
In the face of Eric Ferguson, no one stood a chance.
"Roman, tell Julie about this."
Eric carried Nicole to the backseat of his car. He could smell the strong scent of alcohol on Nicole and unconsciously frowned.
Even so, he carefully brushed away the strands of hair on her forehead and quietly sat next to her. He looked at the glowing yellow streetlights in the dark that felt just as lonely as he was.
Eric only dared to hold Nicole’s hand when she was unconscious so that she would not shrug him off.
Nicole's breathing was steady, so he could bear to disturb her.
Eric swept a glance at Roman, who was at the entrance of the club. A coldness crossed his eyes as he thought, ‘What qualifications does he have to compete with me? Shameless!'
In less than twenty minutes, someone knocked on the car window.
Nicole was instantly awakened, while Eric looked up.
She looked around, confused. She was wondering what she was doing here.
When she saw Eric, she froze for a moment.
Then, her brows knitted up tightly.
"Why are you here?"
Eric’s tone was calm. "I was just passing by after some business."
Nicole only remembered that she was drinking in the club, so how did she get to Eric's car?
She could not seem to recall this segment.
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