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Chapter 398 Eavesdropping

“Mr. Ferguson ordered me not to go upstairs and disturb them. Ms. Stanton is treating him coldly, but I

think she’s faking it. She’s just playing hard to get…”

The nanny, Lucy, deliberately lowered her voice.

“Click— ” The kitchen suddenly lit up.

Lucy stood up in shock and dropped the phone to the ground in a panic.

At the moment the screen dimmed, Nicole saw the name on it.

Madam Ferguson.

‘So… She’s on the phone with Quinn…? Nicole thought.

Lucy shuddered and looked at Nicole with panic in her eyes, stumbling over her words.

“M-Ms. Nicole, w-what are you doing

here?”

Nicole swept her an indifferent glance, Her eyes were dark and sunken without a trace of warmth

She went over to take the carton of milk, poured it into a glass, and left.

Lucy picked up the phone with trembling hands and suddenly felt a little flustered when she looked at

Nicole’s back.

Nicole went upstairs while drinking the milk. She had already finished the glass b y the time she reached

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the door of the study.

That scene earlier really made her feel sick to her stomach.

That was because it was not the first time she encountered this. Back then, Lucy was arranged to work

here as a spy for Quinn, watching Nicole’s every move and making sure that Nicole did her chores.

The shirts that Eric never wore had to be ironed. The cleanliness of the house had t o be taken care of

by her personally. Even the meals they ate every day had to be made according to fixed recipes.

Lucy was the one who watched and reaped the fruits of Nicole’s labor.

‘Even today, Quinn still wants to control my every move? Old habits die hard!’

Nicole thought

When Nicole returned to the study, she was not as quiet as before and even slammed the door.

Eric, who was sitting on the tatami, suddenly opened his eyes.

Nicole walked over coldly. “Do you want t o go to bed?”

It was clear that she was in a bad mood after she went out.

Eric looked up and rubbed his eyes. He spoke in a hoarse and deep voice.

“How did I fall asleep… You must be tired. Go ahead and rest. Mitchell will send me some documents

later.”

Nicole raised her brows. She knew that Eric would not waste his time. He would never leave the large

Ferguson Corporation unattended.

“Sure, then I’ll go back to my room. Don’t call me if you don’t need anything… Even i f you do need

something, don’t call me either.”

Eric smiled helplessly and watched as Nicole put on her shoes to leave.

Nicole put on her shores to leave.

The door slammed shut.

Eric’s eyes darkened slightly as his heart sank.

When Nicole left earlier, she did not even wear shoes for fear of waking him up.

However, when she came back, she deliberately made noise.

Nicole returned to her room, locked the door, and chatted happily with Yvette and Julie until it was late at

night.

It was almost midnight when Eric finished reading all the documents sent b y Mitchell

His eyes were tinged with fatigue, but when he thought of how Nicole was resting in the adjacent room,

his mood suddenly brightened up.

He rolled his wheelchair out of the study and wanted to check on her.

However, when he reached the door to her room and saw this scene, he had a strange expression. His

chest tightened and he grew slightly short of breath.

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Nicole’s bodyguard was right at her door making his bed on the floor…

Moreover, the sleeping gear on the floor was very well-prepared. The practicality, simplicity, and

convenience were all comparable to that of the military.

The bodyguard completely blocked Nicole’s bedroom door.

Eric went over with a glum expression and clearly looked displeased.

Luca saw him and raised his eyebrows.

“Didn’t the servants clean out a guest room for you?” Eric’s deep voice was full o f oppression.

Luca looked indifferent as he leaned against the wall with one leg folded. He stared at Eric unabashedly.

“I’m not a guest. I’m Ms. Stanton’s bodyguard. I go wherever she goes.”

Eric‘s face tightened. “I’m going in to see i fshe’s rested.”

The implication was for the bodyguard to make way.

Luca said. “Ms. Stanton has rested.”

make way.

Luca said, “Ms. Stanton has rested.”

“Says who?”

Luca was silent for a few seconds.“ Chairman Stanton has ordered that no one can go in the Young

Lady’s room unless she comes out herself.”

Eric was speechless.

Well, since Floyd’s name was mentioned, Eric dared not retort.

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