It was a semi-open space, so people would be able to see Clayton from the door. However, Nicole’s figure inside was blocked by him.

Just by hearing the voice, Nicole felt like it was not a simple woman.

“Mr. Sloan, I didn’t expect to meet you here today. What a coincidence!”

Clayton looked up and nodded slightly. “Ms. Ferguson.”

Nicole suddenly raised her eyes when she heard that last name.

There were not many people with the last name Ferguson in Atlanta, and she knew almost all of them.

Besides Ingrid Ferguson, who was sent abroad by Eric, who else could be called Ms. Ferguson?

Autumn Ferguson smiled and walked over happily, glancing at the tall and bright woman opposite Clayton who had an outstanding temperament.

She paused and deliberately put her thoughts away as if nothing happened and walked over.

“You’re here too. Do you mind if I join in? I’d like to talk to you about business.”

Nicole sat across the table and did not stand up. She did not look at the woman deliberat