The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)

Chapter 81 Purposely Look For You

The sky gradually dimmed into a dark blue hue. The gloomy sky accompanied by the evening chill felt

quite disconcerting.

Nicole saw that it was almost time, so she went to the dressing room in her office where she had the

latest collections of her favorite brands always available. She picked out a decent knee-length low-key

luxury dress to change into, then paired it with a limited edition bag and beautiful stilettos.

When Nicole arrived at the clubhouse, no one recognized her. Everyone was just chatting with the

people they knew well. There was no theme to this gathering and looked like it was purely for these

high-society ladies to pass the time.

Nicole took a plate of hors d'oeuvres and ate it slowly. She sat in a corner and looked around. ‘There’s

no sign of Samantha Lindt anywhere. Is she not coming?’

"Nicole?" The person in front of her looked at her in surprise.

Nicole raised her eyebrows. "Carter? Why are you here?"

“We’re truly destined to be together! It’s fate that brought us here at this moment..." Ian raised an

eyebrow.

Nicole threw a sidelong glance at him. "Can you be serious for once?" "My mother wanted some

pastries from the clubhouse and sent me out to get them." Ian helplessly shrugged his shoulders.

Nicole smiled and thought, 'Mrs. Carter is quite the foodie.'

"What about you?"

"I uh... I just came to have some fun, but turns out the ' fun' didn't show up..." Nicole smiled. She looked

at the time and stood up, but Ian pulled her wrist.

"Where are you going?"

Nicole looked at him helplessly. "I’m going to the bathroom, then I'll leave in a moment."

Ian let go of her hand and naturally did not want to give up such a good opportunity to spend time with

Nicole. "I'll wait for you and send you home later."

"I drove here."

"Then you can take me home!"

After leaving the banquet hall, the corridor was relatively quiet. Quite a few people were talking there.

When Nicole walked around the corner, she heard someone mention her name.

"Eric Ferguson's ex-wife is not a simple woman. I heard that she cheated on him before the divorce

and acted all innocent to gain sympathy with the netizens.

In fact, the Fergusons just aren’t bothered to deal with her. Otherwise, how can she live so peacefully

until now?”

"Young Lady Ferguson is my friend and I've heard a little about their marriage. Apparently, Nicole has

no degree or family background. She's just been a housewife for the past three years and suddenly

became the Vice President of Stanton Corporation after the divorce. She even forced out Samantha

Lindt..."

"Samantha's such a poor thing. She used so much effort to get to where she is now and became the

strong independent woman everyone envies, but that mistress just snatched her position... I heard that

the current projects Nicole is handling are taken over from Samantha..."

"Nicole is so shameless! How can such a woman be so sought-after? I heard that she cozied up to

Grant Stanton, who even bought her a house and a car. I wonder what Grant Stanton will do when he

sees her photos with Kai... Do you think he'll go berserk?"

"Yeah, she should take a good look in the mirror. This kind of woman is only worthy of being a mistress. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Anyone with a background won’t marry a divorced woman who fools around with so many men."

Nicole stopped in her tracks and could not help but raise an eyebrow. 'Wow, I'm always the main

character wherever I go...'

She lowered her head, hooked her lips, and was just about to walk over to teach these two women a

lesson when she heard a familiar voice that sounded so aggrieved.

"Yeah... It's a pity that I didn’t come from a wealthy family nor do I know how to please men. Even if I'm

capable and work so hard, there’s no way I can beat M r. Stanton's sweetheart...”

'Is that Samantha Lindt?’ Nicole thought.

"Don't be such a pushover. If this was my family business, I’d have gotten rid of that woman. How dare

she go around like she’s somebody?"

"Yeah, Samantha, you should teach her a lesson! Why are you scared of that vixen anyway?"

Nicole hooked her lips and took a step back to call Ian. "Can you do something for me? I have

something in m y bag..."

After hanging up, a waiter passed by with a tray of wine. Nicole picked up a glass and walked over to

the group of gossiping women.

"I'm curious... What lesson do you want to teach me, M s. Lindt?"

Nicole's sudden remark made the three women in the corner freeze in place, especially Samantha. A

trace of panic flashed across her face, but she quickly regained composure.

"Vice President Nicole, what a coincidence...” "It's not. I came here purposely to look for you." Nicole

smiled at Samantha. She raised the glass in her hand, gently tilted it, and poured the red wine all over

Samantha's head without leaving a single drop behind.