Nicole thought about it and stood up.
"Regarding this matter, I’ll go back and discuss it with my father and brother. Chairman Ferguson, it's late, so I’ll get going."
Nicole did not want to get involved with Ferguson Corporation. Old Master Ferguson had really gone senile.
After that, Nicole stood up and glanced at Logan.
Logan hurriedly handed her the cane and walked to the other side to support her, intending to leave quickly.
"Stop right there!"
Old Master Ferguson was furious. His cloudy eyes were full of rage.
"Nicole, if you don't agree to this matter, don't even think about leaving this place. I know that this is just a deferment. Who do you think you’re trying to fool?"
For a time, the atmosphere in the room was cold and solemn.
Nicole turned her head slightly. Her glimmering eyes sank and had a cold intent.
She recollected her smile. Her face was unmoved.
"Chairman Ferguson, are you trying to force me into this? Don't try to be smart. I’m not a fool. I don’t even care for your tactics, so how could Eric Ferguson fall for it?"
Her words angered Old Master Ferguson, who heavily slapped the table and stood up. His face was ugly and red.
"You scoundrel! You don't even show any courtesy and dare to talk to me like this?"
Nicole paused. Her tone was still calm.
"If you're unhappy with my attitude, you can tell my father and get him to discipline me, but I don't want to waste any more time here."
After that, Nicole turned around to leave.
In the next second, the door was opened. There were suddenly two men that were clad in black at the door.
A trace of surprise crossed Nicole’s beautiful eyes. She quickly calmed down.
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