Chapter 403 Asking for External Aid


    Imperial Gardens.


    Eric’s face was pallid as he sat in the doorway, looking at the numerous people going back and forth to


    move Quinn into the ambnce. The noise seemed to be very distant.


    Was he sad?


    No, not really.


    He was just a little shocked.


    Eric was shocked that Quinn hated Nicole to the point of wanting to murder her.


    What Eric disregarded in the past had caused that hatred to fester and grow.


    Mitchell finished with the arrangements and turned around to see Eric sitting in his wheelchair,


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    motionless.


    His face was dark, cold, and sullen.


    Even if Eric was injured, the coldness and ferocity that surrounded him did not diminish one bit.


    Mitchell pursed his lips and walked over with trepidation and worry.


    "President, don’t worry. The doctor said that she just lost too much blood. There’s no danger to her life."


    Eric did not speak, but his dark eyes became darker. Mitchell was unable to see the depths of them.


    Eric mmed the armrest of the wheelchair and spoke in a deep, cold tone.


    "Send the nanny to the Philippines. There''s no need for her toe back anymore. As for my


    mother..."


    His voice did not have a trace of warmth. His body permeated with a chill.


    "After her injury is dealt with, send her to a sanitorium. She''s not allowed to be discharged without my


    orders."


    Mitchell''s expression froze as his pupils shrank.


    How would he not understand what that meant?


    If Mitchell had not heard about what happened from the bodyguard that had been secretly protecting


    them outside the house, Mitchell would have been extremely shocked to hear this.


    However, since it was for Nicole, Eric’s behavior was understandable.


    It was clear how much Eric Ferguson hated Quinn''s actions because he was willing to go this far.


    Mitchell immediately bowed his head and answered," Yes, sir."


    After a period of silence, Mitchell cautiously looked up at Eric.


    "President, will Ms. Stantone back?"


    Eric''s expression tightened slightly.


    He was worried about that too.


    If Nicole left, he might never get the chance to get close to her again.


    "Why don''t you give her a callter and ask what she wants to eat for dinner? I’ll have it prepared and


    delivered.” Mitchell suggested.


    Eric''s eyes flickered as the coldness in them gradually dispersed. He looked up at Mitchell.


    "Are you trying to get a raise?”


    Mitchell would normally not dare to suggest these things.


    He smiled and tried his luck. "President, if you want to pursue Ms. Stanton, you can''t just rely on


    yourself. It''s better to get some help. Since Ms. Stanton has a bodyguard, we can get external aid too!”


    Eric said, "Get to the point."


    "My cousin used to have a white-cor job, but he recently opened a matchmaking agency. He has a


    silver tongue that can even persuade the dead toe back to life! He''s known to be a rtionship


    expert. If you’re willing, you can give it a try?"


    Eric''s expression darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.


    A matchmaking agency?


    The President of the Great Ferguson Corporation needed the help of a matchmaking agency?


    If word of this were to get out, Eric would certainly be aughing stock!


    Mitchell''s lips trembled slightly when he saw Eric''s increasingly dark and unpleasant expression. He


    failed to rope in his cousin and might even end up losing his job!


    That would be so unfortunate!


    "It''s fine if you don''t want this. I just mentioned your situation to my cousin before, and he begged me to


    put in a word with you that he guarantees Ms. Stanton will change her mind, but I don’t think he''s that


    reliable..."


    Mitchell spoke and stepped forward to push Eric’s wheelchair into the elevator.


    Eric suddenly said, "Get him to meet me."


    "Huh?" Mitchell thought his ears were ying tricks o n him.


    Eric pursed his lips. His eyes turned dark and cold as h e nced sharply at Mitchell.


    "If it doesn''t work, then you can leave with him!"


    Mitchell shuddered. ''Great... Now I’m tied to my unreliable cousin?!''


    "No one can know about his identity, especially


    Nicole. Have hime as my butler. Do it right now."


    As soon as Eric finished speaking, he wheeled himself into the study.


    Mitchell only came back to his senses a few secondster. ''He actually agreed to this?! He must be


    very desperate!''