The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 893

This was not a joke. If someone like Nicole did this, there were plenty of people who would take the rap for her. However, Ava’s whole life would be completely ruined!

Ava looked at Clayton, who was standing to the side, for help.

However, Clayton's face was indifferent. He did not want to care at all and even had an indulgent attitude.

Clayton was a gentleman, so he could not do anything t o a woman. If not, this woman would already be leaving with a black and blue face.

Seeing Nicole threaten Ava unscrupulously, Clayton felt very satisfied.

Ava gritted her teeth. She had to save herself.

"Cyndro International..."

Ava was about to cry in fear.

Nicole paused and narrowed her eyes coldly.

"Eric Ferguson?"

"N-No, I'm Mr. Ferguson's subordinate, but he didn’t tell me to come. I'm from Cyndro International..."

Ava wanted to continue explaining, but Nicole no longer had the patience to listen to her.

Nicole grabbed Ava by the collar and walked back without regard for Ava's image.

Ava did not dare to struggle. After all, Clayton was still behind them.

When Nicole passed by the dining area in front, Logan and several colleagues had begun to eat.

They were all stunned when they saw Nicole dragging a wretched woman out.

The air was silent for a few seconds.

Nicole smiled gently and waved her hand that was still holding the broken wine glass openly.

"Don't hold back, everyone! Order more if there's not enough food. Logan, be a good host."

Logan nodded. "Yes, President!"

Everyone blinked and immediately pretended that they did not see anything. They smiled and raised their glasses.

"This restaurant is really nice..."

"Yes, Ms. Stanton is so generous. It looks like she booked the place out for us..."

"The environment is amazing! Here, try this dish..."

Ava's pleading eyes were completely useless because n o one looked at her.

Only then did she know what it meant by people burying their heads in the sand.

The waiter on the side did not dare to look either.