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Chapter 764 What a Kind-Hearted Mr. Ferguson

Although Toto had many methods, his ability was limited.

Especially for someone of Clayton’s status, trying to dig up dirt on him was not something that Toto

could touch.

However, this should not be a difficult task for Eric.

At that moment, Eric was no longer anxious. He raised his eyes to look at Toto.

“What does she like to eat? Go and buy the ingredients. I’ll learn to make it tonight when I get back.”

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As a changed good man, Eric had high requirements of himself.

An able spouse should be able to do well at home and in public. Eric wanted to make himself as perfect

as possible.

Any bit of correction was for Nicole.

When Toto heard this, his body fiercely stiffened. “Mr. Ferguson wants to cook again?! Why did he have

to spoil that new kitchen repeatedly?”

However, Toto could not bring himself to stop Eric. Eric was obsessed with becoming a “virtuous

husband” and

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did not admit his own failure and incompetence in cooking.

Toto pursed his lips and sighed.

“Yes, Mr. Ferguson. I’ll go and get it ready.”

It seemed that it was time to contact someone to buy another set of kitchen utensils.

After Toto left, Eric picked up the phone and called the private detective in Liberty, then left a few

instructions,

When Eric heard a knock at the door, he raised his eyes and hung up the phone.

His mood was obviously pleased.

The visitor was the manager of the project department, who came to Eric’s office with trepidation and a

determination to die.

“President, the matter has been clarified. The project department isn’t rigorous enough during the audit,

so the construction period was delayed for a month.”

It was a difference of one month from what Eric expected, which disrupted Eric’s original arrangement.

The last project manager was dismissed from Ferguson Corporation because he delayed the project

for a week.

His was one month’s delay!

When Eric heard this, a trace of ruthlessness and coldness flashed in his eyes, which made the project

manager shudder in fear.

After a few seconds of silence, the manager was ready to face Eric’s thunderous anger.

Eric’s tone was deep, and his voice was extremely cold.

“Forget it. One month is the limit. Don’t repeat it.”

The manager was stunned and looked up at Eric in shock. “Am I dreaming? I thought Mr. Ferguson

was in a bad mood? Didn’t they say that whoever touches Mr. Ferguson will die? Did he say forget it?

What kind of luck do I have?

“Thank you, Mr. Ferguson! I’ll go back immediately and supervise it personally. I won’t let you down.”

What a kind-hearted Mr. Ferguson…

Eric waved his hand in annoyance.

The manager tactfully left the office,

Mitchell was surprised to see this manager come out of Eric’s office with a smile on his face. It was

such a rare occurrence.

“Mitchell, you’ve worked hard. I’m going back to work!”

The manager straightened his clothes, smiled, and left.

Mitchell was speechless.

In the hospital.

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Nicole was still very happy about Toto’s departure.

Although Toto was very handy, he was a chatterbox and gave her a headache.

Nicole just took out her phone intending to ask Kai not to come over to deliver her meal when she

heard a knock at the door.

It was very regular, calm, and quiet.

It was as if she knew who was standing outside.

“Please come in.”

Clayton pushed the door open. He stood there handsome and tall, looking so modest and gentle. There

was a regality that was engraved in his bones, making it impossible to ignore.

“Did I disturb your rest?”

Nicole smiled. “No.”

Clayton carried a pink food box in his hand and placed it in front of her. His voice was

warm.

“Are you hungry? My chef’s skill is quite decent. If you’re hungry, do you want to have a few bites?”

Nicole looked at him somewhat apologetically and smiled, a little embarrassed.

“I’ve just eaten…”

Clayton paused in his movements of opening the food box. He then put on the lid again.

“Okay, then I won’t torture your palate.”