The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 89

Wendy Quade made a phone call and walked over to pat Ingrid’s shoulder. "Don't worry, Eric's coming over soon. He didn't say anything.”

Business Convention Center.

Eric Ferguson walked out of the conference room, hung up the phone, and had a cold and detached look i n his eyes. His custom-made suit set off his ascetic elite persona. His assistant, Mitchell, was waiting on the side and went up to greet him. "President."

"Go to Ingrid and settle the bill, then give the things to Nicole.”

Although Wendy said that Nicole willingly gave Ingrid these clothes and did not mention what happened, Eric was doubtful that Ingrid did not do anything to Nicole.

Mitchell was slightly stunned. "Send it to Ms. Nicole?" He wanted to confirm once again.

"Yes." Eric only said one word.

"Yes, sir." Mitchell nodded and left.

When Mitchell arrived at the store, Ingrid had already endured enough of the staff's wandering gaze.

Although they looked polite, it felt like they were all laughing at her when she was not looking.

If it were not for the recording in the hands of the store manager, Ingrid would have just left the store without hesitation, but now she could not.

"Ms. Ferguson, Ms. Quade..." Mitchell nodded at the ladies and went to settle the bill.

Ingrid walked over arrogantly and looked at the staff." I'm the Young Lady of the Ferguson family, so of course I can afford this stuff. I just left my wallet at home, yet my brother immediately sent someone over."

"Ms. Ferguson, we have wrapped up the items for you. Should we carry them to your car?" The store manager asked politely.

Ingrid waved her hand. "Of course..."

"Wait." Mitchell raised his hand. "Send the things to M s. Nicole's address. If you don't have her address, send it to Stanton Corporation."

"What do you mean?" Ingrid stared at him in shock." Why are you sending it to Nicole? These are my stuff!"