Is It True?
Clayton’s features carried a hint of dark coldness, and his eyes were full of rage.
He seemed like a completely different person.
Clayton stepped forward and looked at Floyd. His eyes were cold as he asked,” Who said that?”
“I’m asking you if it’s true or not!” Floyd repeated himself.
Clayton clenched his teeth. The veins on his face were bulging, and his fists were clenched tightly
“Yes, but please tell me, who said that?”
Clayton had a vague answer in his heart. The blood in his body surged, and it felt like the anger was
about to gush out.
A chill suddenly arose in Nicole’s heart.
Clayton’s anger and hatred were obvious. It was vaguely related to his mysterious background, but his
background was an untouchable existence.
Those existences would make a person crazy.
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Floyd sneered. “I won’t hide it from you. I I was your uncle, Isaac Sloan. He left not long ago. He
specially came here just to tell me this!
When Clayton heard the name “Isaac Sloan”, his eyebrows shook fiercely, and his face grew even
gloomier.
Clayton turned around and left.
Floyd’s gaze was dark as he spoke impolitely
“Since you admitted your past, I’ll tell you straight. You saved Nicole, and the Stanton family never owes
people anything. Feel free to say what you want, but stop having other thoughts about my daughter!”
It was just for benefits. In that case, just choose a straightforward method.
Clayton’s body shook slightly. His side profile was as sharp as a knife, and his handsome face was dark
and cold.
“It’s not that simple. I’ll come back to explain.”
Clayton glanced deeply at Nicole and walked away after saying those words.
Someone pried open his closed heart for people to see the most unpleasant side of him.
If Clayton really did those things in the past, how could he still be worthy of Nicole?
Clayton was afraid that Nicole would know of these things. He was afraid to see the shocked and fearful
look in her eyes.
Ever since Isaac came to Mediania, Clayton was on tenterhooks. Clayton had people erase his past in
Liberty so that no one could find out the truth about those dark times.
However, he could not stop Isaac. Clayton just wanted to crush Isaac with his own hands.
When Clayton left, the sullen and cold atmosphere did not become any better.
Nicole’s exquisite made-up face seemed a little pale, and her gaze was complicated a s she looked at
Floyd.
“Dad…”
Floyd looked at her, stood up, and spoke i n a low voice.
“Lil N, you have to polish your eyes when you look at other people, whether it was Eric in the past or
Clayton who was standing there. I didn’t leave any mercy for him because of you.”
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