Chapter 890 Fake Classmates

Nicole took a sip of lemonade and looked at Ava with a smile.

"I can’t help it. My life is good."

Nicole would have gotten back at Ava if it was someone else.

When Nicole woke up, she had to be responsible for the livelihood of tens of thousands of people

under her hands. She could not even bear to eat if there was just the slightest turbulence in the stock

market.

'It’s hard for me as a president too, okay?' Nicole thought.

Ava choked and felt like cotton was stuffed into her throat.

She smiled and took out her phone. "Why don't we add each other on WhatsApp? We'll keep in

contact...”

Nicole's eyes flashed and she hesitated for a split second before agreeing.

"Sure..."

She really wanted to know what purpose Ava had for showing up here.

After adding Nicole's contact, Ava pushed her phone t o Clayton and batted her seductive eyes, smiling

flirtatiously.

"Let's add each other too."

Clayton refused gently. "No, I don't use social media often."

Ava’s hand rested on her chin. Her eyes moved slightly and flickered between him and Nicole.

"Isn't that an excuse? What kind of person doesn't use social media? Could it be that Nicole doesn't

allow you to talk to other women? How could Nicole be such a petty person?"

Nicole smiled and raised her brows. She looked at Clayton.

"Yes, just add her. It might be useful..."

Clayton looked troubled. He was obviously reluctant.

However, since Nicole said so, he could not refuse. He had no choice but to add Ava's contact.

Nicole glanced at Clayton’s front page. Ava immediately sent him a "shooting heart" emoji. It was very

cute and adorable.

She then looked at her own front page. It was empty.

Nicole was suddenly lost in thought.

However, Clayton did not reply at all. He looked at Nicole gently. "Have you ordered yet?"

Nicole raised her chin. "It’s Ms. York's treat, so I didn’t hold back and invited my colleagues to eat

together."

Ava smiled. "Yes, we’re old classmates, so there’s no need to be polite. At most, you guys can treat me

to dinner the next time!”

Tit-for-tat. There will be a next time.

Nicole was silent for a few seconds and smiled.

However, Clayton’s eyes twitched slightly. He immediately understood Nicole’s attitude.

If Ava was a real friend, Nicole would not be so senseless and try to take a mile when given an inch.

At that moment, he silently helped straighten Nicole's scarf which she threw to the side.

The waiter served the dishes. The table was not big, so it was soon filled up.

"Ms. Stanton, there are still many dishes left...”

Nicole smiled. "My colleagues will be here in a moment. Put them on the rest of the seats. You don't

have to serve other guests this noon.”

The waiter nodded. "Understood, Ms. Stanton.”

Not long after, the waiter brought up the wine, and

Ava hurriedly took it. "Let me..."

She smiled and poured a glass for Nicole.

"I really envy you for having such a thoughtful and rich boyfriend. Aren't you rich people very particular

about marriage? Your boyfriend's family must be rich, right? You were at the peak of life as soon as you

were born, and there were plenty of men chasing after you. You can get anyone with just a hook of

your fingers. A s for me, I've been fighting alone and still don't have a boyfriend yet..."

Ava looked at Clayton with her seductive and wandering eyes. She flashed him a brilliant smile.

Suddenly, her hand shook.

The wine spilled.

"I'm sorry. I was too careless. Let me help you..."

Ava went around the table and tried to help Clayton to wipe his clothes that were stained with wine.