Chapter 1103 Steal His Woman
yton was rich and talented.
However, after he left the Sloan family, he lost those advantages.
Did yton want to marry Nicole?
Absolutely impossible!
Quavon was an experienced person and knew this better than anyone.
Isaac''s expression eased, but his heart was still furious.
"Then we should seize the opportunity! Nicole doesn''t have a good impression of me. We can’t let
yton take this chance."
"We can''t even get into the Stanton Mansion. What''s the use of being anxious?"
Quavon was a little annoyed.
Isaac was quite clever at first, but in recent years, he became a little unreasonable in the Sloan family.
Isaac''s face changed.
He looked at Quavon with somewhatplex eyes.
"Brother, you don''t think that since yton is your son, he''ll be of help to the Sloan family just the same
if he marries Nicole, right?"
He said the word "brother" through gritted teeth.
Quavon''s face changed slightly, and his gaze darkened as he looked at Isaac.
"What are you saying?"
His eyes were tinged with a trace of anger.
Was he not biased enough?
Isaac''s recent actions really disappointed him.
He fought against yton at every chance and disgraced himself at every turn.
Isaac red at Quavon. His eyes were sharp and filled with forbearance.
"yton is also part of the Sloan family, as well as your biological son. He also personally raised your
grandson, Michael. Don''t you want to acknowledge him back?"
Quavon did not speak and silently looked at Isaac.
Isaac grew even angrier, thinking that he had grasped Quavon’s innermost thoughts.
"yton has made quite a prestigious name for himself. Are you regretting that you handed over the
Sloan family to me in the first ce?"
Quavon red at him. "Isaac Sloan, remember your identity!"
He was warning Isaac.
Every time Isaac got into trouble, Quavon was the one who stepped in to set things right.
Isaac was used to it.
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However, Isaac could not ept it. What if Quavon gave up on him?
Isaac sneered as something sinister emerged in his eyes.
"Identity? What identity? Brother, I''m just reminding you that you handed the Sloan family to me, so you
can''t regret it. No matter who yton is and whether o r not he''s your biological son, you have to stand
on my side!"
Isaac shouted hysterically, somewhat out of control.
"The Sloan family is mine. Nicole Stanton will also be mine. Who does yton think he is? Who is he
topete with me?!"
Quavon looked at Isaac with gloomy eyes. "Haven’t I always been on your side? What do you have to
fight for? Just do your part. Holding up the Sloan family is what you should do, not staring at yton all
day long!"
Quavon finished shouting with some disappointment i n his eyes.
He always had high hopes for Isaac.
Even though the board of directors had repeatedly asked yton and Michael to join, Quavon had
outrightly rejected them.
Quavon did not want to leave any problems for the future.
Was he not biased enough?
Isaac''s eyes were bloodshot. He held himself back and clenched his fists tightly.
"Fine, I won’t focus on yton. I want Nicole. I want to be the son-inw of the Stanton family!"
Isaac’s demand was straightforward.
Isaac wanted to let yton see that the woman he was pursuing would end up by his side.
The difference between Isaac and yton was not only their origins, but also their strength.
The woman yton had his eyes on would never be his.
Quavon looked at Isaac silently for half a minute and left without saying a word.
A malicious light shed in Isaac''s eyes. He had to obtain Nicole.
He wanted to make yton feel as if he was better off dead.
Outside the door.
The two people who were waiting quietly heard all this, and their faces were cold and solemn.
The tall and straight man stood there with a chill emanating from his body. He had a bitter aura that
kept strangers away from him.
It was none other than Eric Ferguson.