The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss novel Chapter 32

Both Mr. Zeller and Samantha Lindt were
shaken when they heard Nicole’s words.
Mr. Zeller suddenly smiled widely, picked
up the bottle of red wine next to him, and
poured a glass for Nicole.
“Ms. Nicole. since it’s a negotiation, I
came with my sincerity. Why don’t you
take a look at this document?

As long as
you sign it, I won’t treat you badly.”
Mr. Zeller took a file from his bag. The
content was similar to the contract
Nicole was holding, but the figure was
another ten percent lower than the one
Samantha had set.
Samantha looked at them and quickly
advised her. “Nicole, what’s the point of
you only relying on Grant Stanton? You’d be better” oll qetlinq a lew more barrlur-rs
Think about it.

Grant clearly wants to do you harm because he |ust lelt you in nil‘; position without even guiding you He probably won’t marry you either…‘ Nicole did not care for Samantha’s sowing of dissension because she probably thought that they were lovers
‘Is she trying to poach me?‘
“Look at the clothes you’re wearing. Thev
don’t even have a brand. Did you buy
them off those online catalogs?

How do
you get to and from work? A taxi?”
Samantha looked askance at Nicole’s
brandless getup and tugged on her
Chanel suit, as she pursed her lips and
smiled.
“To be honest, I’ve been in your shoes.
You won’t lose out if you follow Mr. Zeller.

He prepared a secondhand Audi for you
With Mr. Zeller’s help on the project, you’ll
be able to sit firmly in your position. ”
Seeing that Nicole was silent and in deep
thought, Samantha thought that she was
moved and winked at Mr. Zeller
contentedly. She then stood up wobbly
and said, “I’m going to the bathroom. You
guys can continue the talk.‘

Once Samantha went out of the room, her
eyes looked sharp. She saw a familiar
person sneaking around the bathroom
entrance and yanked him over. “Are the
things ready?”
The waiter trembled. “T-That drug has
been put into the wine…“
“Good.“ Samantha hooked her lips in
satisfaction.
The waiter bit his lower lip. “Ms. Lindt, if

I’m not mistaken, that lady is President
Eric Ferguson’s ex-wife, right?”
“Mm, you’re right. That’s her.”
“How does Mr. Zeller dare to make a
move on President Ferguson’s ex-wife. Is he not afraid…?”

The waiter did not dare
to say it explicitly for fear of getting into
trouble, but he felt extremely remorseful a
t this moment.”
“She’s merely an ex-wife, so how much
would she matter to him anyway?

She’s
the kind of woman that relies on other
men to get to the top, so why would Eric
Ferguson spare a look at her? Since she’s
sleeping her way to the top, it’s all the
same whoever she sleeps with anyway, so why not Mr. Zeller?”
The waiter buried his head very low. ”
Okay. I’ll go back to work then.’

‘Get lost. If this matter gets out, I’ll make
you regret it!“
Samantha stomped to the bathroom on
her high heels to fix her makeup without
noticing a tall and well-built figure
standing stiffly on the other side of the
corridor.
Eric Ferguson’s face turned cold and
glum. His eyes were stern and
intimidating as he pulled over a waiter
nearby.

“Which room is Nicole in?”
“Huh? Mr. Ferguson?”
Anyone who came in and out of this
private club was rich and famous, so the
waiters here went through the basic
training of recognizing the elites. That
waiter immediately recognized Eric
Ferguson and was scared senseless that
his face tumed pale.

“Tell me!”
“A-At r-room 3888.” The waiter
stammered subconsciously. He could not
afford to mess with Chairman Zeller, but
Eric Ferguson was on a whole other level.
Eric turned around and left, exuding a
penetrating chill.
ln Private Room 3888.
Chairman Zeller smiled lewdly as he
reached out to touch Nicole’s hand on the
table.

However, he did not manage to
touch her. Nicole picked up the wine
glass and gently swirled the wine in it
with her long slender fingers that looked
like a work of art.
The middle-aged man took out an old car
key from his bag and threw it on the
table. “Ms. Nicole, this car is yours.”

Nicole stared at the car key for a long
time and suddenly laughed coldly. “
Samantha Lindt took more than I did,
right?“
Mr. Zeller sized her up with his lecherous
eyes. “Ms. Nicole, with your looks,
Samantha surely can’t compare to you.
When this project is completed, there will
be a bigger surprise waiting for you.”
Nicole inadvertently found out how
Samantha Lindt had gotten to where she
was today.