Eric was silent for a moment as certain emotions surged in his eyes.

“I’m sorry…”

“Who was that man just now?”

Nicole asked.

She had to be wary of those who wanted to get back at her.

Eric closed his eyes.

“You don’t need to know. He can’t touch you.”

Nicole chuckled.

“Eric Ferguson, I can’t believe that you’re working with such a person. How could you do such a thing?”

That person could even be called a scum. He might have something to do with an international criminal organization.

How could Eric work with this group of people?

Were they business partners?

Eric smiled. His face was pale.

“It looks like your impression of me isn’t so bad after all, huh?”

Nicole was dumbfounded and turned to leave.

Eric paused. His throat moved, and his voice was rough.

“Clayton isn’t in the country, right? Where did he go?”

“Thanks for your concern.”

Nicole’s voice was cold.

Although Nicole heard about the Ferguson family’s situation from Floyd, she did not believe that Eric had no