Afterward, Clayton looked at Floyd.

“Uncle Floyd, it’s getting late. Sorry for disturbing you today. I will definitely come over to make up for it some other day.”

Clayton wanted to leave.

Floyd nodded. His attitude had eased up a lot.

At that moment, Floyd’s anger was transferred to that damned Eric Ferguson.

“Okay. If there’s anything you need help with, just ask us. Don’t be a stranger.”

Floyd shot Kai a look. Kai immediately understood, stood up, and extended his arm.

“Mr. Sloan, after you.”

Clayton took a deep look at Nicole before he nodded and turned to leave.

When Kai returned, he looked at Floyd and finally could not help but break into a cussing fit.

“What does that son of a b*tch want? Does he have a death wish?! On the surface, he acts like a gentleman, but he stabs us in the back? He’s the most shameless person there is!”

The butler tried to persuade Kai not to get angry, but he could not find a chance.

Nicole calmly hugged Tigger and stroked its fur gently, li