Nicole said, "When I received invitations in the past, it was always Mitchell who contacted me. This time, it was just the person in charge."
That was also something she felt was off about.
Just as she spoke, her phone rang.
It was a message from Clayton.
"I need a companion for Ferguson Corporation's party tomorrow at noon. May I invite you?"
Nicole raised her brows. Ferguson Corporation's party invited Clayton as well?
That was even more evidence that something was wrong.
With Clayton's status, he could certainly participate in any party in the upper-class circles.
However, Eric had always been at odds with him, so how would he have taken the initiative to invite
Clayton?
Thinking about it, she replied, "Okay."
Since she had questions, she could just go there and find out.
Nicole was looking forward to it now.
Grant looked at her cunning smile and shook his head
helplessly.
"Looks like you’ve decided to go. Do you want me to accompany you?"
Nicole paused. "No need. I've found my companion. Since you're not going back to work, you should take the opportunity to be lovey-dovey with Aida.”
Grant was speechless.
"By the way, I want to sell the apartment near the office."
She did not want to see Eric every time she went out.
Grant smiled casually. "Do you lack money?"
"Of course not. I just don’t want it anymore.”
"If you don't want to stay there, just leave it. There are more places under your name anyway, and I have several places that are available. You can live in whichever one you like.”
In Grant and Floyd's perception, rich people like them could only buy houses and should never sell them.
Thus, he did not understand Nicole's proposal.
Nicole felt like her words just flew over his head. Forget it. What did he know?
He was just a money-making and lovey-dovey machine!
She shrugged and stopped talking about it. "When are you guys getting married?"
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