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 you

almost gritted

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

few seconds, the eyes are deep

her eyes, sorted out her mood, and said, “I want you to announce to the public that

“Impossible.”

His eyes swept away with a bit of coldness in his eyes: “I can’t recognize someone else’s son. I

aggrieved and angry: “Cairo is your son, why don’t you

and mockingly. In his eyes, Angie was not a simple and kind

was pregnant

how

were flushed, and she had accumulated so much emotion and vented it all at

pointed to Nicole who was sitting there: “I know, you don’t care 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,

up straight, her body

of them had collapsed, and

is a love brain, what does it matter

she have to hang

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

when she heard him say it himself, he

with the two of them, and she probably thought

you. I have seen that child, he looks really like you. The one you have seen before is black because he is too young. In fact, he is already

couldn’t listen

whether you believe it or

irritated. A bit of coldness flashed in

smiled, and there was a bit of cruelty in the smile: “Do you think you can take them away? Or, once I tell my

Eric fell silent.

my disappearance has delayed my brother. That’s

sentence with

brows trembled slightly, he looked up at her suddenly,

Then it becomes nothingness.

his eyes, gauging how much Angie

The Four eyes facing each

eyes trembled. His voice was steady: “Okay, I

collar and looked very light:

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

side, who knows