Chapter 327 You Don''t Have to Participate
Quinn was chided by Old Master Ferguson, so she froze in ce.
Her status in the family was low, to begin with. Since that incident where she helped Ingrid to steal Old
Master Ferguson''s emerald pipe, Quinn had been living in constant fear of getting kicked out of the
family.
Quinn did not know where Ingrid was sent to, so now, she did not even have a person to talk to.
When she was scolded by Old Master Ferguson, Eric just stood by and watched without saying a word.
His cold eyes made her feel more ufortable.
Thus, her hatred for Nicole only deepened.
Eric paused and instructed Mitchell, who was standing on the side.
“Send Madam back to the vi. There''s no need for her to attend the dinner this evening."
Quinnpletely froze in ce.
Old Master Ferguson also nodded. "That''s good too. We can''t lose this chance to make up with the
Stanton family."
They did not ask about Quinn’s opinion at all.
Quinn was exasperated by Eric''s attitude. When she left, her face was very glum.
The dinner was set in a private restaurant. Aside from the Stantons and the Fergusons, there was no
one else.
Floyd Stanton brought along Grant and Nicole to the dinner. When they arrived, Old Master Ferguson
and Eric had just arrived.
This kind of dinner was not very formal, so Nicole chose a grayish-blue long dress and Manolos. She
had such a cool and elegant temperament with a touch of liveliness.
Floyd and Old Master Ferguson exchanged pleasantries. They did not mention anything personal and
mostly talked about work matters. However, under the seemingly cordial atmosphere, it still felt very
awkward.
Nicole sat there and could feel that pair of eyes trying t o bore a hole through her head from across the
room.
It was annoying as hell!
When that intent gaze fell on her again, Nicole could n o longer help it. She suddenly raised her head
and red back at him.
Eric was first stunned, but heter smiled gently at her.
Nicole gritted her teeth and did not look away. What was Eric Ferguson pretending for in front of the
elders?
She originally had no intention toe, but Floyd reminded her that it was Eric who saved her, so it
was not good to be rude. She should at least sit for a while before leaving.
Floyd saw that it was almost time, so he gave Nicole a look.
"In fact, Nicole and I are very grateful that the Ferguson family cane to the rescue. Besides our
business cooperation, Nicole also specially prepared a gift for you, Chairman Ferguson."
Nicole smiled and took out a box from her purse, handing it over to Old Master Ferguson.
"Chairman Ferguson, I got this from a private collector in France. This pipees from the hands of
the same master as the one you had at the beginning. I heard that you often visit the museum to see
that emerald pipe, and I know how much you don''t want to part with it, so in order to express my
gratitude, I found this for you."
The corners of Old Master Ferguson''s lips twitched. '' She knows that I go to the museum often just to
look a t my own pipe? It sounds as if she’s mocking me...''
As soon as Old Master Ferguson opened the box, he looked shocked.
This pipe was not the same as his emerald pipe, but even better than the one in the museum. The
color and rity of the emeralds were even more vibrant. It was obvious that it had been very well kept.
It was indeed very valuable, probably no less than ten figures.
Even if someone could afford this, the original owner might not be willing to sell.
It was only on disy as a private collection.
Old Master Ferguson never thought that the Stanton family managed to get their hands on this.
He was excited and wanted to take a closer look and touch it personally, but he was also worried that
the sweat on his hands would corrode this treasure.
However, his eyes soon dimmed.
The Stanton family only bought it for him at an exorbitant price to repay Eric for saving Nicole''s life.
They kept their mouths shut about the marriage alliance.
The fact that they gave him this pipe proved that Floyd did not care about money and would not
condemn his daughter to a marriage of convenience.
Old Master Ferguson was a shrewd man and instantly saw through Floyd''s intentions.
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He smiled faintly and looked at Eric, who also seemed to understand Floyd’s thoughts.
Eric''s face was slightly sunken and dark. A faint coldness enveloped him as he stared straight at
Nicole.
The whole time, Nicole lowered her head and silently ate her food. She did not want to participate in
their conversation at all.