Read Chapter 700 of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat
Ferguson Corporation. Eric looked at Nicole making the trending topic at the airport and pursed his lips, admiring her. Stunning! Nicole was really good-looking.
Every angle was perfect. There were no bad angles at all!
Toto was in Eric’s office changing the water in the fish tank while coming up with an idea. “Mr. Ferguson, why don’t you like the news?”
“Like it? Wouldn’t it be better for me to share the picture along with a caption?” Eric asked in a low voice.
How would Eric reflect his worth if he did not spend money on it? He wanted nothing more than to spend money to make this trending topic stay on the top the entire day, but he was afraid that Nicole would come at him with a knife! Toto’s lips twitched into a smile. ”That’s too grand and will only seem like an eyesore.
It’s irritating and won’t serve the purpose “A simple like indicates that you’re paying attention, but it’ll be like absent-minded attention which doesn’t make any big waves. That way, you’ll appear more mysterious.
If you’re asked later, just say that you accidentally clicked on it, and Ms. Stanton won’t react too much!” Eric frowned and nodded sullenly. Although it did not conform to his style, as long as it worked!
After all, he had failed many times, so he could only rely on Toto to salvage himself a little. However, out of the many identical photos, Eric only liked a photo of Nicole alone that Kai was edited out of. Eric was only satisfied with that.
Thus, after he liked the picture, he was soon discovered by the netizens. Eric, who was originally just paddling along, was suddenly pushed up to the trending topics again. [Hahaha, Mr. Ferguson, you can’t even tolerate your former brother-in-law?]
[Mr. Ferguson, even the superstar Kai doesn’t deserve to appear next to Nicole?] [They’re siblings! Siblings!]
[Why did Mr. Ferguson photoshop Kai out? Kai has never experienced being ignored like this since his debut, has he?] [Kai: I’m not worthy? I’ll leave then.]
Toto looked at the trending topics on his phone and then at the sickly fish in the fish tank in front of him. He suddenly felt like he was just like this fish. He was about to die!
Even if the fish was in a tank worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, it could not swim! He swore that when Ms. Stanton saw Mr. Ferguson’s troublesome actions, she would definitely want to kill him. Although this airport encounter was unintentional at a glance, Ms. Stanton had revealed her motives from time to time.
It was the much-anticipated ring — The Single! Mr. Ferguson’s actions completely attracted the heat. Toto thought, ’What should I do? Should I cut my stomach open as an apology?’ Just as Toto was struggling, Mitchell pushed the door in. “Mr. Ferguson is going to be interviewed by the media.
The appointment was made six months ago. It’s in ten minutes. Get the conference room ready.” Toto was stunned. ’Right, I’m now a bodyguard and part- time assistant.’ He then hurriedly went to set up the meeting room.
Eric was too busy. There were tens of thousands of employees under his hand and a great pressure above his head, but even in his position, he still knew all the departments like the back of his hand. No one in the business world could match his determination. He never relaxed since one misstep was like plunging into an endless abyss. Ordinary people could not understand it at all!
Toto originally thought that the hundreds of millions worth of chump change in Eric’s hands were a gift of fate, but the more he understood, the more he realized that if the person sitting here was not Eric Ferguson, then Ferguson Corporation would not be where they were today.
Eric was so busy, yet he was still trying to get Nicole back. Toto’s heart truly ached for him. Toto moved the documents to the conference room and watched the various media people excitedly set up their various instruments. The number of times Eric appeared in the media in a year.
could be counted using one hand, so it was simply bewildering luck that they were able to make an appointment.
Eric was currently sitting in the conference room. His gaze was dark as he looked at the documents sent over by Mitchell. His profile held an inexplicable chill, but it was not anger. It was his natural aura. Every second counted. “Start…”
