The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress chapter 121

Nicole thought, ‘If I wasn’t Floyd Stanton’s daughter, I would’ve died many times over! ‘

Keith’s face flushed red. ‘I ‘m such a wimp! But… I don’t have a choice… I’m guilty as charged…’

“Then what do you want?“ Keith asked.

‘I was clearly out of my mind back then to offend Nicole!’ He thought.

Nicole looked out the window and felt impatient.

She walked up to him slowly and said in a cold and playful voice, “Don’t you just care about your nudes? I ‘ll count to three. If you don’t disappear from my sight within three seconds, I’ll make you a viral sensation online by the fourth second! “

Keith stiffened as Nicole scoffed.

As soon as she finished her sentence, Keith turned around and ran as he begged for mercy. “Don’t…

Don’t be impulsive! “

Sure enough, he vanished within three seconds.

Nicole sneered and rolled her eyes, then strutted away in her high heels.

Once she got out of the bar, she saw someone standing next to her car.

She looked up and saw that it was none other than Eric Ferguson.

He was waiting for her.

“Mr. Ferguson, do you have nothing better to do?“

Nicole raised her eyebrows. Her red lips against the darkness around her seemed bright and warm, but it carried a little coldness.

‘Can’t he see that I don’t want to deal with him?! ‘ Nicole was impatient.

Eric’s eyebrows were sunken and his eyes were dark. His voice was mellow and charming.

Quade. She and I… We aren’t in the kind of relationship you think we

thought that he could lessen the resentment in their hearts once he explained to

Nicole heard that name, she impatiently

“No need for that.“

forward and shoved him away

on her seat belt before she stepped on the gas

a moment later, Nicole realized that something was

did a low throttle, but the speed had increased to l20 km/h at once. It was extremely

the middle of the

midnight, so there were only a few cars on the street, but it was still extremely

on the brakes, but there was no

car was

it was locked. The

of her seemed to be beckoning to her and waiting

streetlights seemed cold and blinding. Nicole could not help but

so close to

panic, fear, and cold

looked up and saw a big truck suddenly appearing three hundred meters in front of her. At

Crash!

of dust and thick

car had rushed out of nowhere

few dozen meters away before coming to an abrupt

head smashed onto the steering wheel. Her airbag did not respond, so she only felt a bone-chilling pain

pungent smell of gasoline rushed into her nostrils as warm

“Nicole! “

her name, and that voice seemed

and she was

He’s the last person I saw just now, so

warm hand seemed to tremble a little as he touched the wound on

feel a stabbing pain. The smell of blood

felt unfamiliar and made her

happened before the divorce, Nicole would have been flattered to lie in

it seemed like snowflakes were drifting in front of her. She struggled with all her might to get up and held