Nicole's smile was meaningful. "Do you think it’s possible?"
She was on Livia's side from the beginning.
Keith pursed his lips, came forward, and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear, "Otherwise, I'll get Eric to come over and take me in. He won't just make trouble and beat people up. There'll be fatalities 99
Then, Keith glanced meaningfully at Clayton, who was at her side.
'Damn it! Keith Ludwig needs a good beating!’
Nicole's heart stalled for a moment. 'How dare he threaten me?!’
However, she did believe Keith's words. That bastard Eric's temper was really capable of such things.
Although they did not cross each other, once they did, i t would implicate others and cause irreversible damage.
Nicole forced a smile. A few seconds later, she looked back at the porter.
"Let Mr. Ludwig in. It's my call."
After that, Nicole turned around and left like she was afraid to get this bubblegum stuck to her shoe.
Clayton did not ask anything. After they went in, the temperature was just right and not so cold.
He was very considerate to help her take off her jacket and gave it to the waiter on the side.
Nicole smiled and thanked him. When she was about t o pick up a glass of red wine, Clayton stopped her.
"You've just recovered from your leg injury, but you're still taking medicine, right? You shouldn't drink wine then."
Nicole smiled and nodded gladly. Clayton's action was thoughtful, warm, and refreshing.
Clayton brought her a glass of soda from the side. Nicole took it and smiled.
Before she could go inside, she heard a voice that gradually approached from not far away.
"Nikki! How long has it been since you showed up? I've missed you to death!”
Nathaniel wore a black suit. He looked so handsome, tall, and straight, like a prince who walked out of a fairytale.
No wonder Nathaniel was able to capture so many fans with the fastest speed as soon as he entered showbiz. His conditions were indeed unique.
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