Read Chapter 804 of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat
The room was silent. Nathaniel pursed his lips and asked tentatively.
“I can be your spy. I know more or less what’s going on at the Old Master’s place.”
Mitchell could not help but cough in the back.
“Young Master Nathaniel, no one knows better than the President with what’s going on with the Old Master…”
Nathaniel’s heart trembled. It looked like Old Master Ferguson had no chance of winning at all.
No wonder Eric did not care about Nathaniel’s surrender.
Nathaniel’s throat bobbed. He paused and said, “The Old Master is targeting Nicole.”
This was what Nathaniel overheard. No one knew about it.
Suddenly, the office became so silent that even their breathing was almost inaudible.
Eric jolted up and frowned at Nathaniel. He said with a harsh chill in his voice, “What did you say?”
Nathaniel raised his eyes. His tone was a little reckless and unwilling. “Is this news good enough? Originally, I was going to tell Nikki directly. Now you’ve got a bargain!”
He sighed and continued, “I heard the Old Master whispering with the butler. They mentioned Nicole’s name, but I didn’t get to eavesdrop on the details. They’re too cautious about this.”
Eric’s expression turned extremely gloomy.
His fists were clenched, and his face was tense.
Old Master Ferguson was too cunning to start targeting Nicole.
Perhaps, Old Master Ferguson never gave up on that idea.
After a while, Eric spoke slowly and coldly, “Alright, you can go back.”
Nathaniel dallied and refused to leave. “Uncle Eric, the news of Livia and I can’t be suppressed. You have a good relationship with Wave Media. Will you help me…?”
Eric’s face was indifferent and dark.
“Livia Lehman’s not a good woman. She played around with Keith’s feelings, so you’d better stay away from her.”
Speaking of this woman, Eric had barely any good impression of her.
In the beginning, Livia advised Nicole not to get back together with Eric and to bravely pursue her true self.
’True self, my *ss!’ Eric thought.
Livia only relied on the hype between her and Keith’s failed marriage to become independent.
’She’s such a manipulative woman!’ Eric thought.
Nathaniel frowned. “Keith Ludwig made a mistake in the first place. It’s useless now to regret it. Why can’t I chase Livia? We love each other and will be together forever!”
He knew that Eric would not agree, so he coldIy snorted, turned around, and left.
Had he known earlier, he would not have come.
Mitchell sent Nathaniel off as a courtesy. Nathaniel could not help but mutter, “No wonder Nikki doesn’t want to be with him. Which woman can stand his attitude?”
Mitchell paused. “The President is very serious about Ms. Stanton.”
What he meant was that Eric treated Nicole completely differently from Nathaniel.
Nathaniel snorted coldly and glanced at Mitchell.
“If Uncle Eric knows everything about the Old Master, how come he’s not doing anything about it?”
Mitchell flashed a professional and polite smile.
“In the Ferguson family, the President still respects Chairman Ferguson. Before the Chairman makes a move, the President won’t do anything.”
Nathaniel was speechless. He thought that Mitchell just did not want to tell him about Eric’s plans.
He said, “Well, you’ve worked hard, Mitchell. I’ll get going now!”
“Take care, Young Master Nathaniel!”
Mitchell watched Nathaniel drive away before he withdrew his smile and turned around to go upstairs.
Toto was in Eric’s office and still had not yet recovered from the shocking news. He saw that Eric had already stood up and grabbed his jacket.
“Mr. Ferguson, where are you going? Should I follow you?” After all, Toto was a great nominal bodyguard.
Eric’s tone was stern. “Let’s go to Stanton Mansion.” Eric had to go and remind Nicole to be safe.
Who knew what kind of heartless things Old Master Ferguson would do to her?
At that moment, Mitchell happened to walk in. When he heard of this, he immediately spoke.
“Ms. Stanton is not at the Stanton Mansion. She has an appointment with a top executive at the Gremlin Club for a social gathering.”
Eric frowned. “She went for a social gathering?”
