Chapter 132 Because You're My Ex-wife
Chapter 132 Because You're My Ex-wife
Ferguson Corporation President's Office.
It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.
Eric tapped his fingers on the desk slowly, one after another, which made Mitchell's nerves tense.
He sat there with sunken eyes and said in a cold tone," She went to the sales office to buy a house?"
Mitchell stood there respectfully. "Yes, the sales staff personally confirmed it, and I've seen the
surveillance footage. Ms. Stanton went with Ms. Quimbey. They're still there."
Eric’s eyes were deep. After a few seconds, he got up and said in a clear voice, "Let's go over and take
a look."
Although Eric did not know why Nicole went there, he wanted to see for himself what she was up to.
"Yes, sir," Mitchell replied respectfully and could feel a heavy air enveloping Eric.
Eric's reaction was always unpredictable whenever it involved Nicole.
The sales manager introduced a few high-end boutique apartments and carefully asked, "Ms. Stanton,
are you satisfied with this style? Are you living by yourself?"
Nicole shook her head and was honest with her. "No, I'm buying this as a gift. He's a bachelor that just
returned from abroad. If there is any old furniture inside, please change it to Swiss furniture. It must be
the best range. Cost isn’t a problem."
'My second brother deserves the best!’
"Yes, miss."
Eric, who was at the door, stopped in his tracks. His eyes grew cold.
'She came to buy a house for a bachelor? Is it that Sunner?!'
If this scene was filmed with a motive and uploaded t o the internet, it would immediately cause a huge
sensation.
[Nicole bought Eric Ferguson’s property to house her new lover. How sad is that?!]
[Hahahaha! I somehow want to laugh at this. Why is Nicole so great?]
[Mr. Ferguson should make a personal recommendation for his ex-wife to buy a house for another
man!] 1
The contract was simple. Nicole did not look at it carefully and settled on this unit mainly because the
environment was quiet and secluded, which was a rare find.
If the interior was not satisfactory, she would just have it replaced since it was not a big deal.
After the signing, Nicole lightly glanced at her million-dollar Jaeger-LeCoultre watch on her wrist, then
picked up her purse and said, "I'll make the payment now."
Before she turned around, there was a commotion at the entrance. The sales manager immediately
bowed i n greeting. "Good day, President!"
Eric went over to Nicole. His eyes were sunken and his voice was clear. "Have you chosen yet?"
He asked knowingly as he had just heard everything clearly.
It was as if he was deliberately looking for his own discomfort.
Hearing his voice, Nicole did not turn around and only felt his burning gaze on her back.
The surroundings seemed to quiet down on this.
The atmosphere became tense between the both of them. The sales manager coughed and intended
to ease the situation.
"Since President Ferguson is here and Ms. Stanton is a n acquaintance, we can offer you an internal
discount H
Nicole hooked her lips and snorted coldly. "I'm not friends with him, so there’s no need for a discount."
The atmosphere was once again stagnant.
Nicole raised her head and looked at Eric's cold and deep gaze without flinching.
"Does everyone who comes to buy a house here get personally received by Mr. Ferguson?"
'Why should I get this unjust treatment! I don't want to see Eric Ferguson!"
"Nicole, you're different," Eric spoke in a mellow voice.
"What’s different?" Nicole raised her eyebrows. Her voice was icy.
'Is it because I'm now the CEO of Stanton Corporation? Is getting received by Eric Ferguson
considered preferential treatment?’ "You're my ex-wife, so you're different from others."