Chapter 1213

Running Away

Logan had someone come up and re-clean Nicole’s room.

He was afraid that she was traumatized and suggested.

“President, why don’t I change your room to a different one? Or should we go to another hotel?”

Nicole curled her lips and stood up. “No, make do and sleep here. Go book a flight. We’re leaving first
thing tomorrow morning.”

“Are we running?”

Logan subconsciously asked.

After he asked, he wanted to bite his tongue off.

His question was too direct.

Nicole laughed softly and did not get angry.

“Yes, of course, we have to run.”

After all, this was the Sloan family’s territory. If Isaac was dead and they found out that Nicole did it, it
would be like throwing herself into the net.

The sooner she left, the better.

Logan breathed a sigh of relief. He also felt that it was better not to stay long in this place.

Then, he immediately booked a flight.



Nicole spoke with Sully and suggested going somewhere else with Naomi to shoot, and that she was
willing to bear all costs.

For the sake of the final result, VJ Magazine naturally agreed, not to mention that Naomi originally had a
problem with the shooting venue.

In the end, the shooting location was changed to Nicole’s private island.

He must be very worried.

Before she could call back, the phone lit up again.

Nicole immediately answered.

“Hello?”

“You finally picked up! Are you okay?! Where’s that bastard Isaac Sloan? Did the people I called reach
your place?”

There was undisguised anxiousness in Clayton’s tone.

Nicole’s heart warmed. The harshness from her body seemed to disappear because of his few
questions.

She laughed.

Clayton slowed down and pursed his lips.

“Wait there. I’ll fly over to you right away!”

Nicole was stunned. “No, you don’t have to come…”

“I’m worried about you being there.”



Clayton really could not wait any longer. He had to go now and see her as soon as possible.

Nicole heard the sound of a car engine starting, and a thought popped into her mind.

“You’re going to the airport now?!”

“Yes. There are no more flights at this time of night, so I’m taking a private jet. It’ll be here soon…”

Before Clayton could finish his sentence, Nicole interrupted him.

“Clayton, you really don’t have to. I’m going back at dawn.”

Clayton was stunned.

“What?”

“I originally planned to stay for a few days, but it’ll be troublesome to clean up if there’s a death involved,
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