The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress chapter 24

Eric Ferguson followed Keith’s gaze and was instantly stunned when he saw her.

Nicole was wearing a long silver-gray dress that was flared and glittery at the hemline and corseted at her slender waist. It made her look so tall and beautiful. Her long wavy hair was draped over her back and her temperament was incredibly striking.

Keith Ludwig cursed under his breath. “What kind of small world is this?! How can I run into someone I hate when I just want a drink…“

Yvette’s group naturally noticed Eric and Keith. Although they did not want to see their faces, there was no reason to ignore them now that they ran into each other.

“Mr. Ludwig, have you finished cleaning up your messy love life? How are you still in the mood to come out for a drink? I guess the impact of that photo is still too small, huh?“

Yvette scoffed. Keith was not willing to show any weakness and glared at the culprit Nicole at the back. He sneered and said, “Nicole, I underestimated you. I didn’t expect you to be a completely different person. I guess anyone would change if they have a strong backer.“

“Of course! She’s been a wreck relying on her good- for-nothing ex-husband for three years, so now that she’s divorced, we’re here to back her up. Mr.

Ludwig, didn’t you run to your friend whenever you encountered a problem?“

infuriated when she saw Eric Ferguson. She pulled Yvette over and said, “ Let’s not waste our breath with them. Go on

the bar. She did not even take

When the man walked

and anxious. ‘What right did

messed with me online all day today and even pretended not

face sank slightly. “Enough. Do you want to create a bigger

breath. “I’m not going home. Why should I be the one to

but his feet had a mind of their own and followed Keith into the bar. He recognized the purse that the devilishly handsome man was holding. Grant Stanton had also taken that purse for her at the banquet last time. It was Nicole’s

to the second floor and was extremely excited. “I’m hosting the last fashion show of the season in a few days. Bring your third

was behind them, protested in dissatisfaction. “I ‘ve made reservations a long time ago and you still haven’t given me tickets! I don’t care,

retorted and greeted Ian Carter, who had already arrived

Hugh’s bubble. “Will your father let you go when he sees that you’re not

arm aggrievedly. “With you around,

“Tsk..”