Nicole did not reply to any of the messages. She washed up, applied a face mask, and looked more refreshed.

Floyd waited for her to eat dinner downstairs. He watched as his daughter ate and sighed in relief when she finished a bowl of soup.

He hesitated and said, “Lil N, you don’t need to feel pressured by this…”

Nicole flashed a relaxed smile.

“I know. I’ll be fine. Eric’s life is no longer in danger. I’ll slowly pay him back for everything that I owe him. As for the rest, I don’t want to talk about it now…”

Anyhow, Nicole was unable to hate him as much as before.

However, the idea of being together… This fleeting thought flashed in her head, but she waved it away.

Nicole only hoped that Eric would be fine.

The entanglement between them was too deep. It was unclear who owed the other more.

Floyd nodded in satisfaction. He was glad that his daughter had it figured out.

He raised his hand and beckoned for a tall and burly man in a black suit and sunglasses who looked very fier