That handsome man with that tall and upright figure currently standing in front of Nicole was the man that she had been infatuated with for three years, Eric Ferguson.

At first sight, Nicole was stunned for a moment but quickly regained her composure.

‘Why is he here? It’s probably a coincidence.’

Nicole was not so self-absorbed as to think that Eric Ferguson had been watching her every move so that he could swoop in like a hero to save her.

“Mr. Ferguson?” Mr. Zeller stood up in a panic and trembled in fear.

Eric’s face was gloomy as he glared viciously at Mr. Zeller. “Do you have a death wish? I can grant your wish!”

At this moment, a wave of inexplicable anger suddenly surged in his chest. His eyes were cold and intimidating.

Eric was just about to go forward to teach Flint Zeller a lesson when a figure suddenly appeared from behind. The other man kicked Flint Zeller, who had just stood up, back to the ground. Then threw a flurry of punches on Flint’s face and body. No place