Then, Clayton could stop those little moves he made in private against Ferguson Corporation.

Poor Eric.

Clayton straightened his jacket and looked at Eric meaningfully.

“Goodbye, Mr. Ferguson.”

Eric stared at Nicole’s departing silhouette without moving a muscle as if his soul left his body.

However, the moment Clayton opened his mouth, Eric came back to his senses.

His voice was rough as if it was ground by sandpaper.

“You won…”

Eric felt a sharp pain in his heart like countless hands tearing it apart. “Take care of her.”

Eric said the last few words so lightly that they seemed to disappear into the air, but Clayton heard it.

As Clayton lifted his leg to leave, he said, “You don’t need to concern yourself about her anymore.”

Clayton did not need others to tell him what to do with his woman.

......

Nicole sat in the car and played with her phone with her head down.

On the side, Roland carefully looked at Clayton and mouthed. “Is she angry?”

Clayton rolled his eyes at him