Ian had driven his car to the clubhouse, but he still insisted on Nicole to drive him home.

Nicole reluctantly agreed. After they got into the car, a tall figure blocked the front hood when they were about to drive away.

Ian put away his smile and raised his eyebrows slightly. “Why is Eric Ferguson so clingy?”

Eric Ferguson walked right in front of them unhurriedly without the intention of giving way. He obviously had something to say.

Nicole was getting impatient. Eric walked to the car and knocked on her window. She lowered her eyelids, lightly hooked the corners of her mouth, then slowly lowered the car window.

“Mr. Ferguson, is there a problem?”

Eric’s dark eyes sank as he looked at her profoundly.

“Nicole, those two conditions you proposed…”

Nicole laughed and interrupted him. “It looks like you’ve made a decision? Which one do you want?”

‘Wendy Quade or the emerald pipe?’

Eric’s gaze sank slightly. “Change your condition. Wendy can’t be touched.”

When Nicole heard this