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Chapter 540 Kick Her

Nicole was just about to throw this woman out when the door was suddenly flung open from the

outside. Ivy was pushed to the floor with a cry of surprise.

The next second, a tall and slender figure stood at the door. His cold face looked even colder in the dim

light, and his gaze was deep and dark. When his stern eyes glanded over and saw Nicole standing

there safely, his frowni softened for a moment before furrowing in

That was because hec d Ivy lying on the ground with the sprch of alcohol around her, tugging

ongicole’s skirt. Behind her, Mr. Zahn was rolling on the ground in pain.

Eric’s arrival completely sobered Ivy up.

Ivy had not moved out of the Ferguson Villa because Old Master Ferguson still had hope for her, and

they were just waiting for the opportunity.

She was the one who could not stand the pressure from Eli and Joy Harrison, so she asked Mr. Zahn

out to think of a way to get the contraci back. That way, the

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Harrison family would continue to help her put pressure on the Ferguson family.

Ivy just want to leve a way out lor herseli.

She key very well who the person in Eric’s heart was

Ivy’s drunkenness disappeared instantly, but the next second, she pretended to pass out because of

the alcohol. “Save me. I can’t drink anymore._.”

Nicole was shrouded in a faint chill She pulled her clothes from de hand in disgust

Eric quickly

w ed over and kicked Ivy fiercely one shoulder. Ivy clenched her teeth in pain but did not dare to move,

pretending to have fainted.

Then, she heard him trying to control the coldness in his voice. He said to Nicole,” They didn’t touch

you, did they? What did they do?”

His words were half-coaxing and half questioning

Nicole faintly glanced down and raised an

*They wanted me to drink, but I refused. Lagically, Ms. Harrison will soon bcome a member of your

family. Isn’t it too ridiculous for her to come out and accompany someone to drink just for a contraci?”

Nicole stepped to the side and walked out, ignoring Ivy, who was lying motionlessly on the ground.

She would not let this matket go so simply. Regardless of volher Eric intervened or not cohad

succeeded in completely makpe Nicole feel repulsed by her, so Nicole Rould not let Ivy off the hook.

Eric looked at the man and woman on the ground coldly as a dim light flashed in his

Then, he picked up his phone. “Get two crates of whiskey sent upstairs.”

In less than three minutes, several bodyguards came up with two crates of high-quality whiskey.

“President…”

Eric was dressed immaculately, but the words he spoke were extremely cold,

cusing people to shivet.

“Since they like to drink, give one crate to each of them. Let them leave after they finish drinking. Don’t

waste anything.

Lyderstood.”

The bodyguards followed Eric’s orders and would not disoby him.

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Eric looked at the broken glass next to Mr. Zahn. His eyes became even grimmer.

He had more or less heard of these people’s tactics when it came to men. If Nicole had drunk that glanf

wine, he could guaranter that

M ahni would not live to see tomorrood

A bodyguard opened a bottle of whiskey expressionlessly, grabbed Ivy’s hair to force her head up, and

poured the whiskey into her mouth.

Ivy finally could not hold back. She could not pretend anymore.

She cried miserably, her body trembling. I t was her first time seeing Eric’s cruel side. It was a side that

he would never show to Nicole

“No… I didn’t do anything. Mr. Ferguson, let me go. If Old Master Ferguson knows, hi ewon’t…”

Pale brownish liquid dripped down the corners of her mouth. Ivy choked and cried as she spoke.

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Eric was expressions. His eyes were terribly cold.

So what if Old Master Ferguson would not accept this?

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This woman was thinking too highly of herself.

After that, Eric turned to leave. His pace did not even falter no matter how miserable the cries were

behind him.