At that moment, Nicole felt that when Ian was serious, he could hook her heart and soul, and she was lost in thought for a while.

'He's not the same frivolous Young Master as he was three years ago...'

Nicole panicked and quickly gathered her composure. She did not want him to notice her abnormality. No matter who it was, Nicole did not want to get caught up in a whirlpool of love again.

"Carter, you're getting better at coaxing women now, huh?"

Ian was slightly stunned. He laughed and took a step back. "No one else is qualified enough for me to coax."

"Right... If your girlfriends lined up, they could probably circle the globe, so they're the ones coaxing you..." Nicole raised her eyebrows and looked at him teasingly. Everyone knew about Ian Carter's messy love life.

Ian grinned. "That's all in the past. You know that those are fake. I'm innocent..."

"Alright. Thank you for comforting me, but I'm really tired..."

Nicole did not want to fall into another man's tenderness. Not to mention, Ian was her close friend for many years, so she did not want to lose this friend.

Seeing that Nicole was not as downcast as she was earlier, Ian went over and stroked her head. His gaze was gentle and doting. "I'll leave then... Take a good rest."

When Ian was not being frivolous, he had such a mature, reserved, and noble temperament that it was difficult not to get lost in.

'What a devil!' Nicole cursed in her heart.

She looked away and saw the emerald pipe on the table that she left on the table. Nicole hooked her lips, went over, picked it up, and looked at it. Her smile gradually turned cold. She then casually threw it aside and went to her room.

If Old Master Ferguson knew that his beloved family heirloom was being treated like this, he would be furious!

Nicole slept until 10:00 pm and got up to see Grant's message. (I have something to deal with and will be abroad for three days. Look after the company.]

She thought, 'Brother trusts me so much to take over for a few days? Why is he not worried?'

Nicole thought that Grant would be on the plane by now, so she did not call and sent him a text message. (If there's any trouble, you can't blame me! Also, dearest big brother, please be prepared to clean up my mess... Hahaha!]

She instantly got a notification of a new message.

Grant helplessly replied to his sister. (Just don't go bankrupt. Everything else is still tolerable.]

Nicole was relieved and suddenly remembered the pipe in the living room. She jumped out of bed, turned on the lights, chose a good angle, and took a close-up photo of the emerald pipe. She then posted it on her social media.

(Just bought this little junk for everyone to admire! ]

'If I'm unhappy, why should others be happy?' Nicole thought.

Soon, Yvette and Ian shared her post, which reached Eric Ferguson's circle in no time.

Everyone saw that Old Master Ferguson's family heirloom had become a "little junk" in Nicole's hands.

Nicole ate a snack and went back to sleep again, naturally unaware that her photo made Old Master Ferguson so furious that he lost his appetite.

When Nicole woke up at 8:0o am, she received a call from Yvette in a daze.

"What is it?"

"I shared your post last night and there are so many people asking to buy that pipe for a high price!

Someone offered up to $60 million! "

Nicole was wide awake and laughed. 'Wow... It doubled overnight. I guess it's worth more than I imagined.'

"Well, I have no intention of selling. It's just for everyone to see."

Yvette laughed out loud. "I recognized one of them and dug deeper. Guess what? That guy only did as

Keith Ludwig instructed. It looks like this is Eric Ferguson's intention. They probably can't sit still any longer."

Nicole raised an eyebrow. 'Just as I expected... Do they think I'm an idiot to sell it?'

After chatting with Yvette for a bit, Nicole saw that it was almost time and got ready for work. She could not slack off since Grant was not around.

She planned to drive to the office, so she went to the garage to pick a car. The luxury cars that her father ordered for her had already arrived, so her garage looked like a luxury car exhibition. Seeing all these flashy cars made Nicole a little speechless. After walking around, Nicole was dazzled.

One of the most low-profile cars was a gray Porsche Cayenne. Although it was quite expensive, the design was not as flashy as the rest of the cars in the garage.

'I'll take this then!' She thought.

Once Nicole sat in the car, the butler at the Stanton mansion saw the footage in the garage through the remote monitoring system and called her in a hurry.

"Miss, do you need a driver? He can be there in five minutes."