The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 803

Eric lifted his eyelids, unconcerned.

He was silent and did not say anything, making Nathaniel anxious.

Nathaniel and Eric were really not on the same level.

After a pause, Nathaniel could not help but speak.

"Great-grandpa has approached me and asked me to take your place. Uncle Eric, you're in danger!"

Mitchell stood there in silence and raised his eyebrows.

Toto was so shocked that he could barely maintain his expression. 'So direct?'

Eric calmly lowered his eyes without the slightest bit o f surprise. "Then what?"

Nathaniel's face twitched. "Then..."

Eric looked at Nathaniel. His eyes were dark.

"Your father's health isn’t great and can't withstand pressure. You're the only person that Grandpa can choose. You're just a puppet, so what else do I need to worry about?"

Nathaniel felt insulted. 'I came here with such passion and sincerity! How could he treat me like this?!' "Uncle Eric, you... You're too condescending!"

Eric pursed his lips. A hint of a smile emerged on his cold face.

"Are you saying that you really want to sit in my position? It's not impossible. If you follow the Old Master, you might stand a chance..."

What Eric said was too euphemistic.

Old Master Ferguson’s chances of winning were almost zero, so the chances of Nathaniel following the Old Master amount to none.

On the contrary, doing so would just offend Eric.

Nathaniel really could not figure out how Old Master Ferguson became so confused to get into a power struggle at his old age.

He felt ridiculous just saying it out loud.

What's more, Old Master Ferguson wanted to drag Nathaniel into this mess. Was it because he saw that Nathaniel was living too well?

Not to mention that Nathaniel did not have the ability t o sit in Eric’s position. Even if he did, Ferguson Corporation would have to declare bankruptcy within a month.