When Mr. Anderson saw Nicole’s car, he was a little surprised, but he soon welcomed her in joyfully.

“Miss, have you eaten yet? I can smell alcohol on you. Have you been drinking? Do you want me to make a hangover tea for you?”

Nicole smiled. “I didn’t drink. It’s probably just the smell of my clothes. I don’t have much appetite either. You should rest early, Mr. Anderson.”

Mr. Anderson smiled lovingly. “Alright, you too.”

Nicole smiled and went straight upstairs.

When she passed by the sec