The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Angie’s happy expression disappears on her face with naked eyes.

Eric’s attitude was as cold and indifferent as ever.

As if water and fire do not enter.

Angie stood on the opposite side, and smiled slowly again, with a bit of reluctance in the smile: “Eric, I rescued them, you can’t blame me like that.”

Eric snorted coldly.

Quinn paused, then stood up and said, “Eric, what Angie said is true, your sister and I were almost killed by that hawk in Liberty, if it weren’t for Angie, how could I be so safe?

Eric’s eyes were cold and hard: “The person I sent to find you rushed to the air. If you are really safe, why didn’t you contact me?” There was a thin layer of anger between his eyebrows.

Quinn was speechless for a while.

Angie explained in a gentle voice: “Because she is inconvenient, if she contacts you, my brother will definitely notice, how can I see you smoothly then?”

“Is it going smoothly now?”

Eric asked Angie’s face was as dark as ink: “Where’s my sister?”

Angie’s eyes flashed, and she lowered her eyes to look at Quinn.

Eric tilted his head to look at Quinn: “Where’s Ingrid?”

He asked again.

Quinn took a deep breath: “Ingrid, she insisted on going to find that Liliana. I persuaded her, but she didn’t listen, and she was unwilling to go with us, so she had to go to Liliana.”

Eric’s face instantly turned ashen.

Angie smiled: “Don’t worry, my brother will take good care of her.”

Eric obviously didn’t believe it, but he was speechless for a while. He glanced back, and the people on Eric’s boat jumped straight onto Angie’s boat.

Ready to take people away.

But Angie’s people took a step forward and blocked both of them firmly.

are

almost gritted

to look at him: “Although I don’t have any malicious intentions. I can’t be a

stared at her for a few seconds, the eyes are deep and dark:

announce to the public that Cairo is your son, and then take him back to Ferguson’s family, and

“Impossible.”

with a bit of coldness in his eyes: “I can’t recognize someone else’s son. I don’t care who the father of your child is, don’t even think

and angry: “Cairo is your

over her indifferently and mockingly. In his eyes, Angie was not a simple and

that she was pregnant with someone else

kind of humiliation, how

accumulated so much emotion and vented it

whether my child is yours or not, do you care who the person who gave birth to you is? If it was her, you wouldn’t doubt it at all. Or, if you knew it wasn’t yours, you would happily recognize it,

up straight, her

that the two of them had collapsed, and if the conversation collapsed, could she

does it matter if Eric

did she have to hang herself

was silent for a few seconds, his eyes sank like ink, staring at Angie: “It’s

the answer, but when she heard him say it himself, he still

two of them, and she

you. I have seen that child, he looks really like you. The one you have seen before is

obviously couldn’t listen

and took a long time to calm down. “Forget it, whether you believe it

faintly irritated. A bit of coldness flashed in his dark eyes. “What if

bit of cruelty in the smile: “Do you think you can take them away? Or, once I tell my brother, he will

Eric fell silent.

disappearance has delayed my

sentence with a deep

up at her suddenly, and the sharpness in

Then it becomes nothingness.

gauging how

looked at him. The Four

trembled. His

and looked very light: “Let

wasn’t what he expected. The child,

Cairo to his side,