Chapter 333 Pierre Toth
At first, Alice had said that she wouldn’t charge anything to be the ambassador of the brand. However, Nicole still ended up giving her some money, although the amount was only about 60% of her usual market price. Alice figured that she would have to return Nicole this favor one way or another—Nicole had saved her dad’s life, after all.
“You shouldn’t treat me like an outsider, Nicole. Stop thanking me for all of this. If we’re thanking one another, I would have to be on my knees to show you how thankful I am,” Alice uttered sincerely.
Nicole’s lips formed a wide grin as she placed the contract in front of Alice. “This is the contract I drafted. Take a look at it and let me know if there’s anything that has to be amended.”
Alice barely glanced at the contract—she simply turned to the page where her signature was required before leaving her signature there. “I trust your contracts, Nicole.”
Nicole kept the documents away after taking a glance at Alice’s grand signature. Then, her motions came to a halt for a moment as she seemed to recall something. “By the way, there’s something I’d like you to keep a secret. Please don’t tell others that I’m able to perform medical procedures,” she said.
Alice nodded obediently before speaking with a hint of admiration in her voice. “I know. You told me about this previously, and I’ve remembered it ever since. But you’re so impressive, Nicole. You aren’t just the head designer of F&M Apparel; you even have such impressive medical skills!”
“It’s all just a coincidence,” Nicole uttered with a warm smile and a casual tone.
Alice was about to respond when her phone vibrated. She lowered her gaze to look at her screen, and a rather apologetic expression formed on her look when she met Nicole’s eyes again. “It’s getting late, Nicole. I have work in the evening, so I have to leave now. I will free up the whole of next Thursday for your job,” she stated.
“Alright. Travel safe,” Nicole said with a smile. Maybe all of this is good karma. I would’ve never expected someone I saved years ago to have a daughter who could be of so much help right now.
After sending Alice off, Nicole was about to continue her work when she received a call from Wendy.
“What is it, Wendy?” Nicole placed her phone beside her on the table after turning the hands-free mode on.
“Things are looking bad, Nicole. My aunt just brought Queenie and some doctor over. They’re planning to have surgery for Old Mr. Benedict. I can’t contact my brother, and my father is abroad. They’ll take time to rush home and my mother can’t stop this on her own.” Wendy sounded extremely anxious, and Nicole frowned with worry after hearing Wendy’s words.
It took a while for Nicole to say anything. Her initial instinct was for her to rush over and take a look, but she then realized that Benedict wasn’t actually related to her even though he saw her as his granddaughter. She was worried that she might be causing more trouble if she were to insist on going there.
She rubbed her temples for a while before responding. “I got it. I’ll go look for President Gardner now. You guys will have to try to stop them.”
If Nicole’s guess was right, the doctor that Olivia and Queenie had brought over was probably Pierre! I can’t let Pierre perform the surgery on Old Mr. Benedict!
After ending the call, Nicole rushed directly to Colton’s office. However, Colton’s office was empty—she couldn’t find anyone there. She gave him a call, but he didn’t pick up even after the phone rang for a long time. She tried giving Tony a call, but he didn’t respond as well. That’s odd. Where did they go?
Nicole asked Whitney about this, and Whitney seemed to recall something after thinking for a while. “Hey, I recall Mr. Larson saying that President Gardner has to attend a really important meeting today,” she uttered.
A meeting? Nicole frowned. They probably didn’t hear the calls if their phones were on silent. We don’t know how long the meeting will take, so we don’t know if he can rush home in time. Nicole didn’t want to spend too much time thinking, so she grabbed her stuff and turned to Whitney.
“I’m going out for a while. Call me if anything happens,” she ordered.
