Chapter 774 You Can‘t Control It
Nicole looked at her phone and had no intention of picking it up.
When she got to the small balcony inside, the floor was covered with soft carpets. Lying on it felt like
lying on a cloud.
However, Nicole could only sit on her wheelchair.
Tigger did not hesitate to occupy Nicole’s spot. Its four feet were facing the sky, revealing its stomach. It
was smiling as it stared at the vast starry sky.
Everyone thought that Tigger had pretty good tastes as an artificial intelligence robot to have such an
elegant hobby.
Nicole turned off her phone and looked up. The glass of the roof was made of a special material used for
telescopes, so the vast Milky Way was magnified at once.
Those distant stars seemed to be within reach.
It was raining outside, so the raindrops were also magnified as it fell on the glass dome. It was simply
spectacular and beautiful.
Ferguson Villa
Ingrid was in the living room, listening to Old Master Ferguson and Eric’s quarrel coming from the study
upstairs.
Since Ingrid returned to the Ferguson family, she learned to behave and seemed like a changed person.
The few months of working in the society made her grow up completely.
Ingrid thought that she was very silly back then to have thought that as the Young
Lady of the Ferguson family, everyone should respect her and give in to her since she always had an
extravagant life.
However, Ingrid rashly went to fight head on with others without any brains, so she repeatedly suffered
losses in the hands of Nicole.
Eventually Ingrid was thrown out by her brother.
At first, Ingrid was quite uncomfortable and tried all sorts of ways to cry and plead for mercy.
However, no one cared about her. She did not get a single penny, and countless others even prevented
her from returning to the Ferguson family.
At that moment, Ingrid just felt that if she was really abandoned, she would only die.
Thus, Ingrid put away her arrogance and desperately tried to behave better.
Now, since she returned to the Ferguson family, she would never go back to that life of looking up to
people and serving them just for a sales commission.
Upstairs in the study.
“Did you do it?”
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Eric was livid as he stood there. A dense chill surrounded him that made others feel overwhelmed.
Old Master Ferguson, who was sitting under the light, also had a dark and sullen face. He was very
displeased with Eric’s questioning tone.
“How can you talk to your elder like this?”
Eric’s voice was hoarse, cold, and austere.
“I asked the media platform. This wave of public opinion at night was sent out in my name, but I did not
give such instructions. Grandpa, aren’t you going to explain something to me?”
Old Master Ferguson sneered. His cloudy eyes shone brightly. “Explain? You’re in charge of the entire
company. Shouldn’t you go and question Mitchell for his carelessness when someone around you makes
a mistake?”
Eric’s cold eyes stared at him with a deadly glare, as i f he was infuriated by his grandfather’s denial.
Eric kicked at the antique vase on the side, which instantly shattered to the ground.
The antique worth tens of millions of dollars just disappeared under his feet.
“Although Mitchell has been with me for so many years, he doesn’t have the guts to do this!”
His voice was almost a roar.
Eric was starting to lose his mind.
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