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.

what are

almost gritted

“Although I don’t have any malicious intentions. I can’t be a

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

mood, and said, “I want you to announce to the public that Cairo is your son, and then take him back to Ferguson’s family, and take good

“Impossible.”

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

her face, aggrieved and angry: “Cairo is your son,

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

she was pregnant with someone

of humiliation, how

were flushed, and she had accumulated so much emotion and vented

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

straight, her body

was quite worried that the two of them had collapsed, and if

a love brain, what does it matter if Eric

to hang herself

sank like ink, staring at Angie: “It’s not you

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

something was wrong with the two of them, and she probably thought the

you. The one you have seen before is black because he is too young. In fact, he is already white

obviously couldn’t listen

calm down. “Forget it, whether you believe it or not, whether you do

coldness flashed

smile: “Do you think you can take them away? Or,

Eric fell silent.

my disappearance has delayed my brother. That’s a chance I specially left

sentence with

trembled slightly, he looked up at her suddenly, and the sharpness

Then it becomes nothingness.

eyes, gauging how much Angie

looked at him. The Four eyes facing

gritted his teeth, his eyes trembled. His voice was

loosened his collar and looked very

was his or not, but he knew it wasn’t what he expected. The child,

his side, who knows