The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)

Chapter 45 Really Calculative

Ian Carter glanced sideways at Eric Ferguson. He smiled smugly and recklessly as if he was mocking

Eric's current situation.

'Look at him! Even Eric Ferguson has his day...'

Keith Ludwig finally caught up to Eric. He followed Eric’s gaze and saw Nicole's departing back. "Tsk

tsk... Ferg, since you're already divorced, don’t regret it.

This is all that woman's cheap tricks anyway.”

Eric cast a sidelong glance at him and said, "Do I need you to teach me how to do things?”

Keith suddenly felt a chill on his back and did not dare to speak for a while.

'That woman humiliated Eric in front of everyone. Even I feel like dying from anger, so let alone Eric!

Although what Ingrid said was indeed a little overboard, that woman asked for it since she begged t o

marry Eric in the first place! Was it not her own fault then?'

When Nicole first entered the hall, many came over to mingle with her perhaps because of her position

in the Stanton Corporation or because of the drama tonight.

Since Nicole came here to expand her network and find out insider information, she was happy to chat

with people. She would clink her wine glass with every one of them and take a small sip. No one forced

her to drink.

After the mingling session, Nicole still felt a little tipsy even though Ian had taken a few drinks on

Nicole's behalf. She then found an opportunity and slipped to the bathroom.

Nicole washed her face with cold water and felt the stuffiness in her chest dissipate. Just when she was

about to wipe her face with a paper towel, Nicole heard Ingrid's voice gradually approaching from

outside.

"I won't let that b*tch Nicole get away so easily! She humiliated my family and is so shameless to

surround herself with a continuous stream of men! Does she think she’ll be a strong independent

woman by sleeping her way to the top? She should just take a look in the mirror to see what a wretch

she is!"

Ingrid Ferguson and her groupie walked in and saw Nicole leaning on the sink, staring at them with her

arms crossed and a cold smile on her face.

For a moment, Ingrid was stunned and instantly regained her nasty look as she coldly snorted. "Ugh, I

have such bad luck seeing this b*tch everywhere I go."

"I feel the same way." Nicole could not help but laugh.

Ingrid raised her eyebrows. "Who are you to say that? Others might not know your true nature, but do

you really think that you can erase the past and start over? You're just an uncouth lowlife who just

smells of

poverty wherever you go.”

Nicole hooked her lips and did not turn around, but she still accurately turned on the tap behind her.

Her action was smooth and quick. Water flowed out, but n o one knew the meaning of her action.

Perhaps she was just trying to keep her words from being overheard.

"Ms. Ferguson, you should be thanking God that I didn't take the initiative to make a fuss about the

previous things you did to me, so don't come and find trouble for yourself." Her voice was extremely

cold, but the curvature of her lips made her look much gentler.

"What did you say? How dare you warn me? I'm the Young Lady of the Ferguson family, but what are

you? After getting kicked out of my family, you're nothing!"

Ingrid glared at Nicole with a glum face. Without Eric’s presence, Ingrid was not afraid of anything Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

anymore.

This Young Lady Ferguson had always looked down o n her "sister-in-law" since the very beginning, so

that sense of superiority had been engraved in her.

'How could this nobody Nicole even qualify to be on an equal footing with me at home and be

respected? Can she help in Brother's career or can her family be of any assistance?'

In the past three years, Ingrid had deliberately asked Nicole to hand wash her clothes. When it was

damaged, she would scold Nicole. Ingrid did not even bother to stretch her hands to pour herself a

glass of water and preferred to order Nicole around instead. If she was not satisfied, she would get

Nicole to redo it.

The countless times of humiliation and Nicole's forbearance and silence made Ingrid addicted to this

feeling. Thus, Ingrid took it for granted and felt that Nicole deserved to be servile and submissive.

Even after the divorce, Ingrid felt that Nicole could not refute her because Nicole would always be

inferior to her.

"Only you think that the Fergusons are unbeatable. I really wonder where you got your superiority

complex 99

Nicole scoffed and showed a playful smile.

"Hah! Why didn't you say that when you were so desperate to marry my brother? Nicole, have you

forgotten how shameless you were? You'd rather be a mobile blood bank for Wendy just to marry my

brother. This is your glorious past..." Ingrid could not help but provoke Nicole with the past.

Nicole collected her smile. Her face was calm and somewhat cold.

"Ms. Ferguson, I wasn't being shameless. I was just blind! If you want to mention the past again, then

I'll get really calculative with you." 'Calculative? What's this broke woman trying to be calculative

about?’ Ingrid thought.

"Do you think I’m afraid of you? Nicole, if you have the guts, come at me then! Ah--” Ingrid suddenly

shrieked. 3