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 upy 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 a s an artificial intelligence robot to have such an


    elegant hobby.


    Nicole turned off her phone and looked up. The ss o f 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 ss dome. It was simply


    spectacr and beautiful.


    Ferguson Vi.


    Ingrid was in the living room, listening to Old Master


    Ferguson and Eric’s quarreling 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 uppletely.


    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 ufortable 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 salesmission.


    Upstairs in the study.


    “Did you do it?"


    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 tform. 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 t o exin something to me?"


    Old Master Ferguson sneered. His cloudy eyes shone brightly.


    “Exin? You’re in charge of the entirepany.


    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 re, as if 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 dors 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.


    That was Old Master Ferguson''s most beloved antique vase that was a pair. If one was broken, the


    other would not be worth anything.


    Old Master Ferguson''s pupils shrank fiercely. He gripped the chair, so much so that his veins were


    bulging under his wrinkled skin.


    "Didn''t you find out everything? Why are you still asking then?"


    Old Master Ferguson was not in the mood to beat around the bush with his grandson.


    His good mood was all ruined by Eric.


    Eric was gradually taking over the dominant position i n the Ferguson family and did not even take Old


    Master Ferguson seriously.


    Old Master Ferguson was gradually losing control over his most excellent grandson.


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    Everyone knew that the Ferguson family was now under Eric’s control.


    ''Does Eric really think that I''m old and useless? I want him to know that I can still cause turmoil with a


    snap of my fingers!''