Chapter 20
Late at night, the paparazzi quietly
posted the edited clip online and left
out the background story. They simply
posted Nicole’s violent actions. At a
glance, it looked like Nicole was bullying
the man without reason.
After a good night’s sleep, Nicole did
not forget that it was her first official
day at work and woke up on time to
pick out her outfit.
Yvette drove over in her little convertible
and pushed the door in furiously.
“Nicole! All those people online are
berating you again!”
Nicole paused slightly. “Berating me‘?
Why?”
Yvette showed Nicole the video that the
paparazzi posted. It was only ten
seconds, but it clearly showed the stark
contrast between Nicole’s hostile look
and the man’s miserable appearance.
The following comments were all about
Nicole’s screw-up. Eric Ferguson’s ex-wife
had a rendezvous at a bar late at night
and even beat someone up. Some people
also commented on how ruthless Nicole
was.
This incident pushed Nicole into the
top trending topics on social media.
Nicole was unconcerned and turned off
the screen. “lt doesn’t matter. It won’t
affect your mood if you don’t look at it.
Now, go get ready for work.”
Yvette was vexed for Nicole. Although Yvette had too much to drink last night, she was still conscious
at that time and knew that Nicole only fought the man to
stand up lot her ‘N0, I can’t just let this be’ “You don’t need to care. I’ll handle this Let’s go to work!“
Yvette said. Once they went out, Floyd Stanton’s butler stood respectfully at the door. “Miss, the driver
is waiting for you outside.”
Nicole frowned. It was too conspicuous t 0 go to work being driven in a Rolls- Royce, so she
immediately refused. “No thanks, I’ll drive to work.” The butler unhurriedly took out a set of carkeys.
“The Chairman specially selected the latest models of Maserati and Porsche for you. They’re placed in
your garage. He has also ordered a few models of Lamborghini and Ferrari from Italy, which
will take a few more days to arrive, so he asks that you temporarily make do with
these.”
Yvette widened her eyes in awe and was
left speechless. ‘Wow…Uncle Floyd
pampers Nicole so much that driving
these cars worth millions of dollars is
considered having to make do?!‘ i
The small convertible that Yvette drove was not even enough to buy the tires of any car parked in
Nicole’s garage. Nicole sighed helplessly. “I’m going to work as an ordinary person, so l can’t be too
flashy. l don’t want these. I’ll just go with Yvette.” The butler hesitated for a while, then bowed slightly to
Yvette. “That’s very kind of you, Ms. Quimbey.” Yvette smiled, “Don’t worry, I’ll take good
care of her. It’s my honor to be a driver for our dearest Miss Nicole Stanton.” The two ladies looked at
each other and laughed. Nicole then pulled Yvette away
and ran outside. ‘Mr. Anderson is just as
naggy as Dad!’
Once they arrived at the office, Grant Stanton held a meeting to formally introduce Nicole as a director
of the company. This position, which had been vacant for a long time, was coveted by many, but it was
now taken away by Nicole, who parachuted into this role.
Before the meeting was adjourned, some people had already begun to dig up details about Nicole.
Besides her identity of being Eric Ferguson’s ex-wife, everything about her was a blank slate, even her
family
background. Samantha Lindt, who assumed herself to be the best candidate for this position. was the
first to speak up in disapproval She had her eyes on this role for a long time. so why should it be taken
by an incompetent person?
“Ms. Nicole, what qualifications do you have to assume this role? Do you think you can handle this
position after three years of being Eric Ferguson’s wife?
l don’t agree with this decision, and l won’t stay in this company if someone like Ms Nicole is a director.”
Samantha immediately raised her obgection at the meeting. Grant Stanton looked down at his watch
His voice was indifferent and unfeeling as he said, “Those who don’t want to stay can hand in their
resignation notice. I’ll approve it
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