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

gritted

to look at him: “Although I don’t have any malicious intentions. I can’t be a good person for nothing. I said

few seconds, the eyes are

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

“Impossible.”

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 about falling on

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

and mockingly. In his eyes, Angie was not

pregnant with someone else and fell

kind of humiliation, how could Angie

flushed, and she had accumulated so much emotion

you don’t care whether my child is yours or not, do you care who the person who gave birth to

straight, her body was extremely

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

brain, what does it

have to hang herself

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

him say it himself, he

with the two of them, and she probably thought the

couldn’t wait to stand up: “Eric, Angie is sincere to 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

took a long time to calm down. “Forget it, whether you believe it or not, whether you do a paternity

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

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

Eric fell silent.

my brother. That’s a chance I

said the last sentence

at her suddenly, and the sharpness in his eyes flashed

Then it becomes nothingness.

narrowed his eyes, gauging how much Angie

him. The

trembled. His voice was

loosened his collar and

he knew it wasn’t what he expected. The child,

Cairo to his side,