Read Chapter 924 of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat
Clayton sighed. His dark eyes glanced at Nicole silently.
“I just want to take care of you personally. To be closer to you, I wanted to buy adjacent houses under all your properties.”
Nicole paused for a moment and pursed her lips. “Will you go back to Liberty as soon as the project with J&L is over?”
Clayton’s handsome face tightened before he smiled.
“Don’t worry about a long-distance relationship. The development potential in Mediania is huge. Why should I go far away?”
Nicole raised her brows and did not continue. It would make it seem as if she did not want him to leave.
Clayton was about to say something when his phone rang.
He looked at the number and frowned before answering it.
He did not avoid Nicole, and his profile was sharp and cold as his voice lowered slightly.
Then, he hung up the phone. “I have some urgent matters. If you miss me, then call me.”
Nicole paused. “Okay. I won’t see you off.”
Clayton could not help but laugh. He walked over to touch her hair and turned to leave.
Nicole could still feel the silent and warm breath of his body, and her face subconsciously turned red. She took a deep breath.
A few days later.
There was a formal party in the circle, and the invitation was sent to Nicole.
However, she had plans with Clayton on that day. Just as she hesitated on whether to go, Clayton sent her a message.
It was a picture of the party invitation. “Shall we have our date somewhere else?”
Nicole laughed. What a gentle and considerate man. “Sure!”
They were really getting more comfortable with each other as a couple.
Ferguson Corporation.
Eric had been running around the entire time. After returning from the mountains, he went abroad on business trips on a non-stop basis.
He did not even have the chance to catch his breath, but in the dead of night, he always remembered to send Nicole a ” good night” message.
Of course, his message sank like a stone in the sea.
However, Eric was still overjoyed to know that she had not blocked him.
The standards of this domineering president were this low.
Eric sat in the office, swiftly and coldly finishing the department report, and it finally quieted down.
He looked up at Mitchell.
Mitchell did not look good, but he still calmly reported the latest situation.
“President, Ferguson Corporation sent the resources over and won unanimous praise from the relevant departments. The news was posted by the villagers. Everyone is praising Ferguson Corporation, and the netizens are all very supportive of us. Even some of the inventory that couldn’t be sold before was bought by everyone.
With the cooperation of our technical department and PR department, the profit growth brought by the company’s reputation and word-of-mouth this time is far more than double the first half of the year.”
All this was undoubtedly because of a picture taken on the scene. Eric stood in the mud, looking cold and indifferent.
He was meticulously dressed, but the color of the shoes was already indiscernible as he carried a fallen child. That photo caused a massive response.
The contrast easily aroused everyone’s empathy.
No one expected the photo to have such a large effect that all the scripts the PR department prepared became redundant.
Ferguson Corporation easily took the spotlight.
The donations from other companies became nothing more than passing thoughts.
Eric narrowed his eyes and seemed a little impatient. He curled his fingers and tapped on the desk. “What about Nicole?”
Mitchell paused for a moment.
“The Stanton family also donated a lot, but Ferguson Corporation is far ahead due to providing extra money. Everyone’s attention is focused on our company. The Stanton family has been keeping a low profile and has no intention to publicize the matter. It’s most likely because Ms. Stanton was too high-profile when she was rescued from there. It might backfire if they post about it.”
