Ingrid Ferguson finally left the jewelry store in shame and anger. Yvette hurriedly took the card over and looked at it left and right. She said in surprise, "How did you get this card?"
Nicole pursed her lips and said, "My third brother gave it to me on my 18th birthday. He told me to bring it wherever I go. I didn’t expect it to come in handy!"
"Why didn't God give me a 'Third Brother'?" Yvette held her forehead in envy and jealousy.
Nicole laughed and gave it to her. "If you like it so much, I’ll give it to you."
"No way! This card is valid for life. It's invalid once it's transferred, so you keep it...but you can buy me what I like..."
Nicole nodded and liked this idea.
After buying the necklace, Yvette happily dragged Nicole around for a while before they left the mall.
Nicole was in a good mood when she went back to the office. Samantha Lindt had been making small moves, but Nicole did not care about it and let her be.
She knew that whatever Samantha did could not be hidden from Grant's eyes and ears. Since Samantha was digging her own grave, Nicole had no intention of stopping her.
After work, Nicole was about to walk out with her bag on her arm when Julie Nixon called her.
Once she picked up, Julie hurriedly spoke and cut to the chase. "Emergency! There's a charity dinner tonight and my company's artist, Roman, needs a female companion. I’m not in the country now, so can you please attend in my stead?”
Nicole looked at the time. "Alright, I have time anyway."
"Thanks, love! I'll get him to bring you a dress. He'll be there soon."
After she hung up, Nicole raised her eyebrows. 'How is Jules so sure that I'd attend?'
Nicole informed Logan of her last-minute schedule and went downstairs to wait for the guy. Roman was a model and was relatively reputable. If people in the company saw her, they would inevitably start gossiping again.
Thus, Nicole wanted to avoid more scandals.
In less than ten minutes, a stylish sports car appeared at the office entrance conspicuously. Nicole was speechless when she saw Roman waving at her from the car as soon as she walked out, then she hurriedly got into the car. However, Roman even took off his sunglasses and sent a flying kiss to the crowd gathered at the entrance before driving off.
Nicole was exasperated and regretted it immediately.
She wanted to get out of the car this instant!
She knew that tomorrow's headline would be about her again.
Nicole did not say a word, so Roman laughed and turned to look at her. "Ms. Nicole, we haven't met but w e already know of each other. Thanks for your help."
She flashed a perfunctory smile and did not want to say more. "I'm not helping you. I'm helping Julie.”
"No wonder she was so certain that you'd help. You should be very good friends, right?"
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