The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)

Chapter 2095 Drugged

Chance stood there sluggishly with his hands clasped tightly. He looked indescribably aggrieved as he

lowered his head without saying a word.

Eric pursed his lips. "Since you don't want to tell me, I might have wrongly accused Yasmin. Do you

want her to continue to take care of you?”

Chance remained silent and stood there motionless.

Eric finally lost his patience. He stared indifferently at the child who resembled him and said, "I don't

have time to waste all my energy on you. If you don't say anything, then you can keep quiet forever. I'm

not interested in knowing what happens between you and the nanny."

Chance finally had a reaction. He raised his eyelids slightly.

However, this time, there was no light in his clear eyes. He looked like a child who grew up in an

instant.

Chance pursed his lips, and his face was pale.

Eric's secretary knocked on the door and came in to inform Eric of a meeting. Eric took his phone and

went out without saying a word.

Not long after, someone came into the office and looked at Chance.

"Young Master, Mr. Ferguson asked me to take you wherever you want to go."

The secretary was quite curious why Mr. Ferguson was so indifferent to his son.

However, seeing that Chance was a

miniature version of Eric, the secretary had no doubt that Chance was Eric’s biological son.

Chance paused, slowly took out a pen and paper, and wrote a few words.

The secretary nodded. Chance was still the same.

Forty minutes later, Eric finished the meeting.

As soon as he came out, he asked about Chance's whereabouts.

The secretary replied, "Young Master Chance wants to go back to his residence, so I sent him back."

Eric just frowned and did not say anything more.

In the evening, Eric received a text message.

After reading it, he narrowed his eyes, and the expression on his face turned inexplicably solemn.

Eric dialed a number after pondering for a few seconds.

The night gradually turned darker.

Eric looked at the apartment in front of him with a cold gaze.

After a few minutes, he slowly got out of the car >e. walked in with a cold vibe.

Yasmin was obviously very happy to see Eric.

She changed into a bright-colored dress, which was different from her usual style. She also deliberately

applied makeup.

Yasmin looked very bold with makeup as she drew a long and seductive cat eye.

"Mr. Ferguson, you’re here..."

Yasmin took a deep breath and let him in with a smile.

Eric glanced around.

The place was clean and quiet.

Suddenly, Eric heard something falling from upstairs. Yasmin's expression changed when she saw that

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Yasmin hurriedly stopped him. "Mr.

Ferguson, it’s alright. The young master must have accidentally bumped into a chair."

Eric did not stop and went upstairs.

Just as he was about to open the door, the door opened from the inside.

Chance came out of the room, raised his head, and looked at Eric expressionlessly.

The father and son looked at each other. After a few seconds, Chance glanced at Yasmin.

Yasmin had followed Eric upstairs.

"Young Master, why were you so careless just now?"

Chance lowered his head timidly and did not answer.

Yasmin looked at Eric with a smile. "Mr. Ferguson, I just made dinner. Why don't we eat together?"

A trace of disgust flashed in Eric's eyes.

Yasmin noticed it, but she pretended not to see it.

You will only know what happens after the young master is asleep."

Yasmin was very suggestive. She initially invited Eric over to tell him the truth about Chance’s injuries.

Eric gave her a cold look.

Yasmin had already gone downstairs.

Chance lowered his head and followed.

Yasmin went into the kitchen to bring out the cooked food. Eric did not want to stay for another second,

but he was a little curious about Yasmin's motives.

At the dinner table, Chance obediently ate his meal with his head down and did not utter a word.

Yasmin also diligently served the two of them.

However, Eric did not touch anything.

Yasmin also gradually lost her spirit.

"Since you don't want to eat, do you want a glass of water?”

Yasmin poured him a glass of water and put it in front of him, glancing at him meaningfully.

Eric’s eyes were exuding a chill.

"Yasmin, we’re not that close. You don’t need to worry about me. I came to tell you that if you can't give

me a satisfactory answer, you can get lost."

Yasmin’s expression stiffened slightly.

However, she quickly shrugged her shoulders and smiled.

"Don't worry, you'll have your answer soon."

Yasmin glanced at Eric and did not pay too much attention to him later.

She only put all her energy and patience on

Chance.

Yasmin cared for Chance meticulously and completely regarded Eric as an invisible person.

Chance was like a puppet and did what Yasmin said.

He went upstairs soon after.

After Yasmin cleaned the table, she followed Chance upstairs.

Eric sat downstairs for a while and felt that he was getting drowsy as if he had been drugged.

However, he did not eat or drink anything after he arrived.

Why would he feel drowsy?

Just as Eric was about to stand up, he felt his legs go weak, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

Immediately afterward, Eric passed out and could not feel anything.

Yasmin came downstairs unhurriedly.

She looked calm and smug as she slowly walked to Eric’s side. She squatted down and stared at him

quietly.

Chance dashed down the stairs nervously.

He stood beside Yasmin and looked at her warily.

Yasmin spoke to herself as she slowly stroked Eric's cheek.

"It's all my fault for being young and ignorant back then. I used to like him and wanted to get my way.

But now that I think about it, he's not that great!"

Her attitude quickly changed from being calm to sinister.

Chance stood there nervously. He gritted his teeth and reached out to move her hand away from Eric.

Yasmin's eyes were cold. She squeezed Chance's shoulders and leaned in close to him.

"What are you doing? He doesn't even like you! I thought you didn’t like him either. Mommy changed

my mind now. As long as he’s dead, his assets will be yours. You know that Mommy is short of money

right now!"

After she spoke, Yasmin pushed Chance away and indifferently took out a dagger from her waist.

Chance panicked and quickly went up to grab Yasmin's arm, shaking it to stop her.

Yasmin pushed Chance away in disgust. "Don’t forget that he brought you into this world, but he only

wished that you would disappear. You've only been here for a few days, but you can't bear to see him

gone? If it wasn't for him, I wouldn’t end up like this to the point that everyone shuns me! If it wasn't for

him, I could’ve done anything I wanted! Would I need to hide my identity like this?!"

Yasmin could not help but raise her voice hysterically.

She looked at Chance's face and felt even more disgusted.

Yes, ever since Yasmin understood the origin of all this mess, she felt that Chance's existence was

incredibly irksome.