Clayton sneered in his heart.

Those good words about him were because he could show a side of himself that he wanted others to see.

He did not say those words himself, so he would not admit it.

Ann’s smile became completely strained.

She looked at him with a cold gaze.

“Fine, then I’ll get to the point. Mr. Sloan, why don’t we make a deal?”

Clayton looked at her silently.

......

In Nicole’s home.

Yvette drank cup after cup, cursing as she drank and venting out all her aggression and resentment.

When she drank until she vomited, Nicole and Julie helped her to the bathroom to wash up, then took her to the bed to rest.

The two of them also drank a lot, but at least they were still conscious.

Julie looked at the time. It was almost 10:00 pm.

“I have to go back.”

Nicole held her forehead. “It’s already so late. Just stay the night before leaving.”

Julie shook her head. “I can’t. I have a flight to Milan early tomorrow morning. I have a very important show.”

Then, she walked