The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 702

Logan turned and left.

Nicole continued to read the proposal. Their investment direction could not be limited to one aspect, and Grant had already proposed to step into real estate again.

Everyone knew that the real estate industry had not been prosperous in recent years.

However, it was because it was not prosperous that some people would take risks and win.

Thus, when Grant proposed this plan, Nicole was persuaded as well.

The Al project had gradually stabilized and was unlikely to deviate from the track, so their energy could be shifted in other directions.

In the afternoon.

Grant and Nicole discussed the plan of giving the project team a "surprise attack”.

Nicole wore a white shirt and a slim and slender fishtail skirt, outlining her thin waist and long, straight legs. She went to the project department in her high heels.

She stood in the middle of her crowd, looking bright and noble. Even Grant walked behind her.

Everyone in the project department knew who Nicole was. She was a scandalized woman who was not acknowledged in the beginning, but with her sharp and decisive methods, her position gradually grew more stable.

Nowadays, no one dared to underestimate her.

Everyone was talking and laughing idly in their seats. Some people were gossiping in the pantry, while others watched TV shows.

The whole environment was hard to describe.

"P-President Nicole?”

They needed to differentiate their address for Grant and Nicole, so she was naturally President Nicole instead of President Stanton.

The noise suddenly quieted down.

They all looked at the people who arrived in shock.

Nicole smiled and looked at them. They looked so surprised that their eyeballs were about to pop out.

"Everyone must be working hard. Where’s Mr. Cook?”

Everyone glanced around but did not seem to see Jacob Cook.

Someone suddenly reacted and pointed to the office inside.

"Mr. Cook is in there...”

Nicole smiled and thanked the person before walking

over.

Behind her, Logan knocked on the door and opened it.

"Who is it? Mr. Young... Ah, President Grant, President Nicole."

Jacob’s voice was in disbelief.