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Chapter 494 The Rich Woman’s Secret

Yvette patted Nicole’s shoulder.

“If you hate it, just think of Xander as Eric’s replacement and torment him.

If you like it, just obsess over Xander, which will exasperate Eric to death! No matter how you look at it,

you won’t lose out!” Nicole smiled faintly. “You guys sure are my besties, huh?” “That’s for sure!” The two

ladies spoke in unison.

Ian, who was on the side, coldly snorted.’ You girls only know how to goof around…” lit up and scooted

over to Nicole’s eyes him excitedly. “Carter, what do you have in mind?” A business idea, perhaps?’ Ian

smiled lazily and scrolled through his phone.

“I still have eight hundred pounds of potatoes that I haven’t sold, do you wanna help?” Nicole was

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speechless. Julie coldly snorted. “Carter wanted me to help him pull customers for his agricultural

produce at a big fashion show abroad. Do you think it’s appropriate?!” Ian glared at Julie with

dissatisfaction.“

What’s not appropriate about it? Do people in the fashion industry not eat, drink, and shit?!” Nicole

sighed and sat there alone. She had nothing more to say to her oddball friends. She could not ignore that

cool Eric lookalike that was sitting next to her. Although it was not Eric, that man’s presence still felt

suffocating, which made her breathing a little anxious.

Perhaps it was an aftermath of being with Eric. After sitting for a while, Nicole intended t o go out to get

some air. However, the door was blocked by a lot of reporters with their cameras. Nicole’s face changed

slightly. The people inside also noticed the reporters. Julie was drunk and stood in front of Nicole.

“What are you guys doing?” “Ms. Nixon, we’re reporters. We got the news that famous models all around

the world are planning to develop their careers in Mediania. We want to ask how the talks are going?”

“Yes, who among them agreed to stay in Mediania? “Are you signing with all of them?” “Isn’t Nicole

Stanton here? Will she also participate in this matter?” “Ms. Stanton, do you want to say a few words? “Is

this just a simple get-together?” One reporter’s voice was extraordinarily obvious and instantly quieted

down.

Everyone in the room had different expressions and thoughts. Nicole did not need to think too deeply to

know that someone in this party must have schemed against them. Whether it was Nicole, Julie, Ian, or

Whether it was Nicd Julie, Ian, or Yvette, any one of them was enough to be the subject of hot gossip.

If a model in this party wanted to be popular and betrayed this topic, everyone would be at risk when this

party became a hot topic of discussion. It might be about the messy life of trust fund kids or even the

unseemly secrets of rich women. Whichever it was, it would certainly cause an impact on their

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businesses.

Nicole was speechless as she swept a glance at the male models sitting in the room. They had various

expressions, so Nicole could not tell who was behind this. Yvette was obviously a little flustered and hid

behind Ian. Ian was even more distressed. He barely contributed to his family business but kept creating

trouble time and time again. He only wanted to be a simple trust fund kid with a conscience! The

reporters at the door had no tendency to stop at all.

They were too curious about this kind of party Was this gathering for their career, or was this a

debauchery for rich women? Tomorrow’s headlines would depend on their response. Julie stood at the

door and did not intend to give way. Her face was very glum. “This is a commercial secret and not open

to the public.

Please look forward to the official press conference!” Julie took out her phone, intending to call the bar

manager so that he could come with his bodyguards to solve the problem. Where did this group of

reporters come from? “We’d like to interview the people inside. Please come out so that we can see

them.” “Yes, please come out…” ……