Chapter 1934
Eric, who returned home in an unusual manner, looked away and then turned to face Grant with a heavy tone:
“There is no rush, Mr. Stanton; think about it carefully; it will be beneficial rather than harmful.
The research facility he formation of a company is concerned not only with the success or failure of a specific project, but also with the ultimate ownership of technology.
I believe that if someone wants to sanction a specific company or even a component of a product, it is the greatest confidence that one does not need to rely on others.”
Eric lifted his foot and followed Mitchell away after he finished speaking.
Nicole and Grant exchanged glances, Grant frowning as he considered the direction they were going.
Nicole said, “There is no need to resist if the eldest brother thinks this deal is worthwhile. It’s just a typical collaboration. Because our business with the Ferguson family has not been completely separated, there is no need to part ways on this.”
Anyway, Nicole wasn’t going to go there in person. She will not see Eric while docking.
Eric will not easily relinquish control of the domestic business that has been in Mitchell’s hands. He only visited the country a few times, so it didn’t bother him too much.
“Let’s talk about it, I always feel that Eric’s return this time is not so simple.” Grant frowned.
Nicole raised her brows and said nothing.
They were more silent on the way back, clearly not in a good mood at the start.
Even the driver was silent.
Eric’s vehicle.
Mitchell sat in the back, next to Eric, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time. The entire person is colder and darker than the last time he saw him, and the entire person emits an invisible breath.
Mitchell has been following him for many years, and with the exception of the years when he was chasing Nicole, he has only understood it a few times.
This time is no different.
Mitchell eventually said, “Do you still live in Imperial Gardens, President Ferguson?”
Eric spoke up.
“It has been cleaned up ahead of time.” Mitchell said. I hired an hourly cleaner to clean it every day. Please let me know if there is anything else I should know the company’s operations…”
“I don’t mind the rest; you can do it yourself.” Eric had a light tone with a low-pitched and deep tone.
Mitchell remained silent for a moment before responding, “Yes.”
“You are no longer my personal assistant. These tasks have been delegated to others, and the project issues will be linked with Stanton’s in due course.”
Mitchell paused for a moment, then looked at his face, and then he spoke:
“At first, I signed a contract with the Stanton family without knowing who they were, but if they really want to break the contract…”
If the Stanton family violates the contract, they have no recourse.
Who instructed Eric to conceal his identity from the start?
He spent a lot of money to acquire the core technology from a foreign research laboratory, only to give it to the Stanton Corporation?
Eric should not have started such a losing business! Or has he still not given up on Nicole?
Very large head!
Eric squinted his eyes and said coldly, “No.”
Perhaps it was intuition.
Didn’t he make such a big deal just to get this project over?
…
Stanton Residency.
Nicole went straight back to Stanton’s house, saying that the kids were already having fun with Floyd.
Grant returned to Aida, saying he needed to think about it again.
She didn’t give it much thought.
Floyd was tired of playing and stated that the children had all fallen asleep before approaching his daughter.
“Is it still busy in the company?”
Nicole said, shaking her head, “It’s okay. I’m quite relaxed with my eldest brother here.”
Floyd sat down, wiped the sweat from his brow, drank a sip of water, and looked at it intently her, “Is Eric back?”
Floyd was not surprised to hear the news, and Nicole nodded.
Despite the fact that he is retreating behind the scenes, his hands and eyes are open to the sky.
Floyd pursed his lips, “I just found out Mr. Ferguson died two days ago.”
