The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss Chapter 1229

I Know It’s You

Nicole pursed her lips. When the words came to her mouth, she suddenly felt that what Eric wanted
might not be these words of gratitude. However, Nicole could not give him what he wanted. She did not
have anything to offer but this. ”Thank you, Mr. Ferguson.”

Eric choked, and he felt like his blood had stopped flowing. ”For what?” Eric involuntarily squeezed his
phone tightly. Nicole said, ”You were the one who helped to block the news regarding Isaac’s incident,
right?” Eric paused and was silent for a few seconds.

“How did you know?” Nicole did not say anything and glanced at Clayton, who was focused on driving.
Eric smiled. His tone when he spoke was slightly languid. ”It’s nothing. It was just a small effort. I
already showed him mercy by not stabbing him instead.”

Nicole tried to appear calm. “No matter what, I still have to thank you. When you come back, I…
Clayton and I will treat you to dinner.” Eric stood there. The blood seemed to freeze in his veins. He
stiffened and suppressed his anger. ”You and Clayton?” ’Did she really say that? Was she trying to
thank me or piss me off?’ Eric thought.

That night, if not for the fact that so many of Clayton’s men showed up, Eric would not have had to put
in so much effort to keep things under wraps. “Do you think I wanted to help him? If it weren’t for his
limited ability, I wouldn’t have needed to intervene. You should advise him to act in moderation and
recognize his own strength.” Eric loosened his collar. His face was cold and sullen.

If not for Nicole, Eric did not mind pushing Clayton out for the Sloan family to deal with him. Nicole was
just about to speak when Clayton, who was beside her, suddenly took the phone from her hand.

Clayton’s tone was warm and gentle as always, calm to the point that it was infuriating. “Mr. Ferguson,
although I know that you weren’t trying to help me, I still have to thank you on Nicole’s behalf. As for my



strength, I think it’s still too early for you to judge.

The Sloan family are just unable to discern the smokescreen that foreign forces used on them. On the
other hand, I think that I’m much stronger.

Goodbye, Mr. Ferguson.” Then, Clayton simply hung up the phone. There was still a smile on his face,
but there was some coldness in his eyes. After listening to Clayton’s words, Eric saw that the call
ended and instantly could not control his expression.

He smashed the phone in his hand on the ground fiercely. ’That damned Clayton Sloan! Was he
laughing at me for losing Nicole while he managed to get her?’ Eric thought.

Nicole took the phone handed over by Clayton in astonishment. She blinked, surprised that Clayton
was actually angry. Clayton had never gotten angry before. Nicole suddenly laughed. “You told me to
call and thank him, but you angered him instead?” Clayton looked at her helplessly and rubbed his
brows.

“What can I do? Thanking him is one thing, but he’s the one who keeps thinking about my girlfriend all
day long. He even badmouthed about me in front of my girlfriend!” Nicole’s smile deepened as she put
the phone in her bag.

“He’s probably dying of anger!” Clayton raised his brows. He sure hoped so. Eric’s face was dark and
sullen as he returned to the conference room. The atmosphere which had originally been relaxed
instantly stiffened again. No one dared to breathe loudly. They had never seen such an angry
expression on Eric’s face since he came to Liberty.

Eric looked extremely gentle earlier, but now he looked so terrifying. Could he at least give them some
buffer time between his mood swings? “Come up with a specific plan for this project before this
afternoon. If it’s still the same old thing, I’ll replace you with someone more competent…” Eric’s voice



was cold and indifferent. His eyes were ruthless. Everyone’s heart instantly went cold, and their faces
became unpleasant.


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