The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)

Chapter 97 Talent of Being a Manipulative B*tch

The night sky was getting gloomier. When Nicole heard those words, she stopped in her tracks and

suddenly felt her blood drain from her body. Keith's words stabbed into Nicole’s heart like a knife, which

made her bleed profusely.

The scars Nicole tried her best to hide were uncovered, and she could no longer act as if nothing had

happened.

She desperately wanted to forget those three years, but those people always had to remind her that

her existence was worthless!

Kai sneered with an extremely dangerous tone as he said, "Keith Ludwig, are you even human?” 1

He knew that Nicole had a bad time while she was staying with the Fergusons those three years, but

he did not know any details because his father did not allow them to inquire about Nicole. Thus, the

Stanton brothers dared not touch this subject.

Now that a glimpse of Nicole’s past suffering was brought up, Keith's words instantly angered Kai. 'So,

this is how the princess that we pampered and coddled all this while was treated?!’

Keith was silent for a moment, but taking care of Wendy Quade was Hendrick's dying wish, so of

course, Wendy was more important.

"Are you gonna watch her die? It's just a little blood, so why are you so stingy? Besides, it's not the first

time you gave blood to her, right, Nicole?"

Eric frowned and his face grew colder. "Keith..."

Hearing Keith's words, Nicole smiled and turned to look at him. Her eyes flashed with a determined

ruthlessness.

She walked up and looked down at Wendy, who was lying in Eric’s arms, with the corners of her lips

gently hooked.

"Mr. Ludwig, that's easy to say. It’s just a little blood, huh?"

Keith was stunned for a moment. His face paled and felt that something was wrong with Nicole, but he

could not pinpoint it.

"Her life is at stake, so what’s a little blood?" Keith still argued. 'Did Nicole want Wendy to die?'

'Right... Compared to Wendy, what's my pint of blood worth? Shouldn’t I feel honored to be able to give

my blood to her?'

Nicole smiled, but it did not have the slightest warmth and was even cold. She suddenly lifted her leg

and did not hesitate to kick Wendy’s head wound.

Wendy suddenly screamed. "Ahh!"

Everyone was caught off guard and shocked by this scene. Keith was startled and pointed at Nicole

with

his trembling hand. "You...”

Eric also did not expect Nicole to suddenly kick Wendy with such force like it was not enough. Julie

Nixon quickly stepped in to stand in front of Nicole. However, it was not to stop Nicole but to prevent

Eric and Keith from retaliating against her.

Wendy's scab at her head cracked again. Besides that, she even got a new wound, only that there was

no blood. It was just a bruise, which looked even worse.

"Eric..." Wendy shrank into Eric’s arms, looking frightened and miserable.

"Mr. Ferguson, Mr. Ludwig, I need to make something clear. I'm not a compassionate person and I

don't care whether Wendy Quade dies or not... But one thing's for sure, I will never give my blood to

this b*tch again. I'm already showing a lot of mercy by not bleeding her dry. If you guys still dare to ask

for my blood, I’ll make sure that I'll get back every ounce of blood I’ve ever given her, with interest.” Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Nicole’s words were crisp and clear and reverberated loudly in the space.

'Moral kidnapping? I'd rather have no morals than let them get what they want!'

Eric looked at Nicole and fell silent. Even he felt uncomfortable hearing Keith’s words, let alone Nicole.

What obligation did the now divorced Nicole have to donate blood to Wendy again?

Keith stood there with a pale face. The hatred in Nicole's eyes was clear and undisguised, which made

him a little frightened.

Nicole's gaze swept to Wendy's face. The corners of her lips gently hooked up into a cold arc.

"Unlike someone, I don't have the talent of being a manipulative b*tch, but I do hope that you get to

live, Ms. Quade."