Chapter 1080 Rely on You
yton’s hand was extremely tight. His eyes blurred a s he quietly spoke.
"It''s okay, Nicole. I''m okay..."
yton grew up in infamy as an illegitimate son.
Even in the Sloan family, yton was just a higher-ranking illegitimate son.
No one pitied him because they thought that this was the punishment he deserved as an illegitimate
child.
yton came into this world and hated the world -his vain mother, his irresponsible father, and his
powerless self.
He envied his cheerful peers, who were bubbly, bright, positive, and ambitious. They were everything
he was jealous of.
However, in the Sloan family, yton had to be silent.
yton did not have to use too much effort in pretending because being silent and gentle felt the
same.
It was just that he had a cold-blooded indifference to everything.
Isaac''s bullying and scheming were tant, and Isaac''s hostility toward yton was very aggressive.
When yton first showed his excellence in Sloan
Corporation, he received a tragic blow.
Isaac also thought that he had trampled yton into the mud and stepped all over him.
Thus, yton decisively left the Sloan family.
yton thought of every way to gain a foothold in Wall Street.
That was because he was a Sloan, and the Sloan family would gain a dignified person in name.
So, after yton made a name for himself, the Sloan family would not make a move on him easily.
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yton had experienced the heaviest darkness, but h e ignored them. He only wanted to see the light
and warmth.
Fortunately, he saw Nicole.
Nicole sobbed for a while andter found that yton’s shirt was soaked through.
She stroked the wet spot with embarrassment.
"I won''t let you get bullied like this again. Go inside."
yton’s eyebrows twitched slightly. His eyes dropped silently as he looked at Nicole’s gentle brows.
He clearly knew that he was deeply in love with her and unable to extricate himself.
The night was permeating with coldness.
Eric was next to the car.
He stood there without wearing a jacket. His sleeves were pulled up to his forearm, and he had lost one
of the diamond cufflinks on his sleeve. The other one was crookedly hanging on his other sleeve.
His forearm muscles were well-defined. The air around him was cold.
His face was indifferent and sinister as he bit a cigarette. He reached one hand into the car to get a
lighter. No matter how he tried to light up his cigarette, there was no meing out from the lighter.
Eric tried a few more times.
The annoyance on his face was cold and harsh as he threw the lighter back into the car.
There was a flick.
Next to him, a hand holding a steady me reached over.
Eric looked at the hand and saw Quavon Sloan standing there with a smile, holding out his other hand
in a gesture.
"Mr. Ferguson, please help yourself...”
Eric paused for two seconds. His face was menacing and sullen.
He lowered his head slightly. The weak me lit up his deep features. His face was stern, and the
corners o f his eyes were slightly red. The bottom of his eyes was imperceptible. He seemed to be
crying blood.
"Thanks, Chairman Sloan."
Quavon smiled and took the lighter back. "You’re wee, Mr. Ferguson. Isaac told me that you’re a
righteous person and that you took care of him during his stay here. I should thank you on his behalf."
Eric snorted coldly and bit his cigarette. His tone was husky and cold. "He couldn''t even save himself,
so don’t rush to thank others."
As soon as the words left Eric’s mouth, Quavon''s face changed a few times.
Isaac''s disappearance was indeed humiliating.
Eric and Isaac did not have any cooperation consolidated between them, so naturally, Eric would not
go to great lengths to inquire about Isaac’s whereabouts.
However, the only one here who had the ability to find where yton hid Isaac was Eric.
Therefore, Quavon still kept a light smile on his face regardless of how upset he was. 3