The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

When the show was over, the venue
immediately resounded with thunderous
applause. Julie Nixon was calm and
collected as she went on stage to say a few
words. Everyone eagerly awaited the after
-party
Many media personnel went up and asked
Julie who was the model for the finale and
whether Julie had hired a supermodel
from abroad at a high price.
Julie laughed and simply asked some one to call Nicole over. “This model isn’t an
international supermodel, she’s my
partner, Nicole.”
Nicole smiled and nodded calmly. She was
still wearing that dress. Everyone eagerly
took pictures of her. Cameras flashed
continuously, but Nicole was extremely
cooperative and just stood there to let
everyone take pictures of her.
After all, Nicole wanted to help Julie and
give her brand good publicity.
The invited media were well-known in
the fashion industry in the country and abroad. A foreign reporter asked, “The
design of this gown looks like a bridal
dress. Ms. Nicole, you walked so skillfully
in this dress. Have you ever had experience
in wearing wedding gowns?”
Julie froze for a moment and wanted to
stop them from asking questions, but
Nicole smiled indifferently and said in a

light tone, “No, I’ve never worn a
wedding dress.”
Eric Ferguson, who was walking towards
them, heard these words and felt his body
stiffen slightly. The look in his eyes
instantly became complicated.
‘It’s true that she’s never worn a wedding
dress. We didn’t even have a wedding and
didn’t take any wedding photos... How
could there be occasions for her to wear a
wedding dress?’
The only connection between them was their marriage license that turned into a divorce certificate. They were only married in
name and had nothing else. Eric was stingy with Nicole about everything except money,
For a moment, Eric’s chest seemed to be hit like he had been slapped by Nicole. Keith paused in his footsteps on the side. It is
really her...” Nicole saw Eric standing not far away and faintly retracted her gaze. She answered a few more questions and left
with Julie. Naturally, Julie also saw Eric and said unhappily, “I clearly didn’t give them tickets. How dare they show up uninvited?”

Nicole laughed. “With their status and ability, isn’t it easy to get a few tickets?” What was more, this was Eric’s turf. Julie grunted
in exasperation. When someone came over to exchange pleasantries, she immediately greeted them with a smile. Nicole then
went upstairs to look for Yvette. Nicole did not want to see those irritating faces. On the other hand, Ingrid pulled Wendy over
seemingly looking for someone. She would go up to every staff member she
saw and ask them, Where’s the model for the finale?”
Finally, someone managed to give her
directions. “I just saw that she went
upstairs...”
Wendy spotted Eric and wanted to go to
him, but she did not want to leave Ingrid

behind either. “Why don’t we just look for
the model later?”
“We’ll just take a picture and go. It’ll be
quick.

That model was so beautiful! How good would it be if this kind of woman married my brother...” Ingrid thought that only a decent
and graceful woman like that who could capture the hearts of many was worthy enough of her brother. ‘Even if she’s a model,
she’s already way better than Nicole! Wendy’s face stiffened when she heard this and quickly said, “How could your brother
fancy a model? Models have a very messy private life and are basically escorts who drink and sleep with whoever them... that
can pay The people upstairs heard this and looked
at each other with a smile. Yvette sneered and raised her voice. “If you look down on us, then don’t come. Who invited you
anyway?”
Ingrid stopped in her tracks and did not
expect that others would overhear their
conversation, then cast a reproachful
glance at Wendy.
As soon as they got upstairs, they saw
Yvette sitting in front of the dressing
table, staring at them mockingly.
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Both Ingrid and Wendy were stunned.”
It’s you?!”
Nicole sat on the chair next to Yvette with
her back to them. She kept her head down
as she was playing with her phone and did
not even lift her head, ignoring their
presence.
Yvette laughed, sized them up, and
snickered. “Why can’t it be me? Oh wow,

you’re both wearing the clothes Nicole
didn’t want?”
Ingrid’s face turned red with anger and
wanted to teach her a lesson, but she did
not forget her main purpose of coming
over.
As soon as they got upstairs, they saw
Yvette sitting in front of the dressing
table, staring at them mockingly.
Both Ingrid and Wendy were stunned.”
It’s you?!”
Nicole sat on the chair next to Yvette with
her back to them. She kept her head down
as she was playing with her phone and did
not even lift her head, ignoring their
presence.
Yvette laughed, sized them up, and
snickered. “Why can’t it be me? Oh wow,
you’re both wearing the clothes Nicole
didn’t want?
Ingrid’s face turned red with anger and
wanted to teach her a lesson, but she did
not forget her main purpose of coming
over.
“I won’t bother with you. Hey, finale
model, I wanna take a picture with you!”