The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss novel Chapter 680

The other end of the call was silent. Every second of listening to Nicole’s careless condemnation was tormenting for Eric. Although it had been such a long time, every word she said was like a knife that cut out his heart little by little. Eric was looking for every bit of pain at such a joyous and harmonious time.

It was as if that would alleviate his guilt. When Nicole was impatient and wanted to hang up the phone, Eric suddenly spoke again. His voice was a little mute. “Nicole, I want to see you.” Nicole was speechless.

“But I don’t want to see you!” “I’m at your door. Can you let me in?” Eric did not give Nicole the opportunity to refuse. He sat in the car and saw so many people in the courtyard under the snow.

Fireworks rose in clusters and looked so beautiful and dazzling That liveliness did not belong to him. Nicole paused in her footsteps and thought, ‘What day is it? Isn’t the Ferguson family busy with their own celebration?’ She pursed her lips.

“I won’t open the door. Hurry up and get lost.” Eric let out a light laugh and started the car again. Too late. Someone has already opened the gates…! Nicole stiffened. The call was already disconnected, so she hurriedly walked down the road. She did not believe that the butler would let Eric in without her permission.

In the courtyard. Kai carried Lil Michael on his shoulders. Everyone was talking and laughing not far away. At the front entrance, the butler watched with difficulty as the Range Rover drove slowly inside After stalling for so long, the gates were opened by Xandria, who suddenly ran over.

Mr. Anderson thought, ‘How could I explain this to Nicole?’ “No, you can’t open the door without orders from the Chairman and Ms. Stanton.” Xandria, who was running over excitedly, looked insouciant. “Mr. Anderson, that man is Eric Ferguson.

Floyd and the rest saw Eric Floyd’s eyebrows knitted slightly in surprise. “Mr. Ferguson, what brings you here?” Floyd looked at the butler behind him, who looked torn as he glanced at Xandria.

Mr. Anderson could not complain in front of so many people, so he could only lower his head in silence. Eric had a faint smile. His temperament was reserved, noble, cold, and stem.

At this time when he was looking at Floyd, Eric bent at the waist and bowed in greeting. “Happy New Year, Chairman Stanton. I came to pay my respects.”