Chapter 2104 Imminent Disaster


    Ingrid felt a chill in her heart.


    However, today was different from the past. Ingrid no longer had to be afraid of Eric''s obstruction or


    bear the burden of being humiliated over and over again.


    Ingrid thought, ''If it were not for this damned Nicole, I wouldn''t have ended up like this! Eric was


    seduced by this vixen. That''s why he was so cruel to me!’


    All of Ingrid''s hatred usually stemmed from Eric and Nicole.


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    To her, these two people deserved to die.


    Just as Ingrid was about to walk up to Nicole to settle the score with her, she suddenly stopped in her


    footsteps when she saw the man opposite Nicole.


    yton was actually there.


    The warning and coldness in yton’s eyes made Ingrid shy away.


    Ingrid dared not provoke him because she was clear who Tyler really lost to.


    Eric only delivered the final blow, but yton was the one behind it all.


    Ingrid settled her mind, turned around as if nothing had happened, and walked toward the door calmly.


    She had ample time to deal with Nicole.


    When she pushed the door open, a few strangers immediately blocked the door and looked at her


    intensely.


    "Ms. Ferguson, pleasee with us." 1


    Ingrid''s expression changed.


    "You know who I am, yet you still dare to touch me? Who asked you toe here?"


    "Mr. Ferguson’s orders. Pleasee with us."


    Ingrid was slightly startled:


    "My brother? Isn''t my brother... Injured?"


    The bodyguards looked at her expressionlessly and waited for her solemnly.


    "Ms. Ferguson, please."


    Ingrid panicked for a moment and immediately calmed down.


    If Eric was alright, why did another ambncee?


    This must have been Eric''s orders before he died.


    Thinking about it, Ingrid took a deep breath. A smug look shed in her eyes.


    She thought, ''Forget it. I’ll just go and have a look. Maybe I’ll be able to see the tragic situation before


    his death!'' 1


    Ingrid followed them out with her head held high.


    On the second floor of the cafe, Nicole watched Ingrid leave in puzzlement. Her expression was


    indescribable.


    Nicole looked at yton, but he was calm.


    He had nothing to say.


    Nicole could not help butin about what she saw earlier.


    "What did she do? Why do I have a feeling that an imminent disaster is heading her way, but she


    seems happy about it?"


    yton nced at Nicole ?e,=WJX< said with a smile," Didn''t we hear her conversation earlier? I


    guess something happened to Mr. Ferguson..."


    Nicole chuckled.


    "How is it possible? There''s no way Eric could be killed by his idiot sister. He''s not a fool!"


    yton raised his eyebrows.


    "Since that''s the case, there''s nothing to worry about. Anyway, his sister is unlucky. This is their family


    affair, so let''s not worry about it."


    yton tentatively held Nicole''s hand.


    Nicole could not help butugh.


    "I’m not worried! I''m just curious. Ingrid has always been courting death. I don''t know what she did this


    time."


    To be honest, Nicole was really curious.


    However, she would never take the initiative to inquire about it.


    yton smiled and said, "It’s easy to figure out what went on. Get Levi to ask Chance about it next


    time, then you''ll know everything.”


    Nicole''s eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement.


    "You’re right!"


    Levi was good friends with Nicole, so Levi would not be stingy with his information.


    Nicole took a sip of coffee and nodded with satisfaction.


    "Your rmendation is pretty good. But the coffee here has a sour note. It would''ve been better if it


    was a little milder."


    yton also nodded.


    "When I had lunch with a customer, he introduced this cafe to me and said it was very good. That''s why


    I brought you here to have a taste. Not that you mention it, it seems that this customer may be involved


    with this cafe somehow?" 1


    Nicole smiled. "It''smon to share rmendations between friends. Everyone has different


    preferences. Your customer was just being nice to introduce you to this ce. You can also introduce


    your favorites to others."


    She always felt guilty because yton did not have arge circle of friends.


    yton settled in this unfamiliar ce and started his career all over again because of her.


    Thus, it would be great if yton could make a few more friends.


    yton thought about it for a moment and shook his head.


    "I only want to share my favorites with you. Others can''t find out." 1


    Nicole was speechless.


    She suddenly did not know what to say.


    Fine.


    Ferguson Corporation.


    Ingrid got on the elevator and immediately sensed something was wrong. “Shouldn’t we go to the


    hospital?"


    The people next to her did not speak at all.


    When they arrived at the floor, a few bodyguards brought Ingrid out.


    The staff on this floor were still busy.


    No matter what, the president’s administrative staff would always focus on their work regardless of the


    president’s presence.


    Therefore, they turned a blind eye to Ingrid.


    These bodyguards pushed Ingrid into Eric’s office.


    The office was empty.


    It was silent without a trace of sound.


    Ingrid felt strange and started to worry, but she soon put that worry behind her. 1


    If Eric was still alive, he would have had someone arrest and confront her long ago.


    Ingrid was alive and well in the President''s Office.


    Under everyone''s watchful eyes, how could Eric do anything to her?


    Ingrid snorted coldly and walked a few steps into the office.


    She could only hear the clicking of her own high heels.


    Ingrid paused.


    The next second, she heard a movement at the door.


    Someone pushed the door open.


    Ingrid''s expression froze, and she looked over immediately to see who wasing.


    Ingrid''s expression immediately changed, with a bit of relief and arrogance.


    "Mr. Crawford, it''s really you. I figured that no one else but you will summon me here using my brother’s


    name. Why did you ask to see me? I saw you taking Chance away just now, so why are you back


    here?"


    Mitchell walked in and closed the door behind him.


    He was expressionless, and his tone was detached and polite. 1


    "Ms. Ferguson, why didn’t you ask about Young


    Master Chance, who you manipted?"


    Ingrid snorted lightly and did not care about Chance.


    "Oh, what’s wrong with him?"


    She asked in a perfunctory tone.


    Mitchell frowned and said solemnly, "Did you give Young Master Chance the pocket pistol? He used it


    to shoot at Mr. Ferguson and identally injured himself in the process."


    Ingrid did not seem surprised and pouted her lips.


    "I watched Chance grow up, so I don''t wish for anything to happen to him. It''s a pity that he''s my


    brother''s son. He''s really unlucky."


    Mitchell''s face sank, and he looked straight at Ingrid.


    "He''s only three and a half years old. How can you treat a child like this? Ms. Ferguson, are other


    people''s lives so worthless to you?"


    Ingrid red at him. She looked livid as she yelled back at him.


    "Are you lecturing me? Who do you think you are?


    You''ve been with my brother for so long, so don’t you know that human life is worthless? He can hurt


    me and my unborn child unscrupulously, so why can’t I hurt him and his child? He''s controlled me all


    my life, and I’ll never be able to stand out with him around. He can humiliate me for Nicole and


    abandon me for the Ferguson family’s reputation, so am I not worthless to him as well?" 3