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

gritted

“Although I don’t have any malicious intentions. I can’t be a good person for nothing. I said before I came here that I have my

stared at her for a few seconds,

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

“Impossible.”

expression. His eyes swept away 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,

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

her indifferently and mockingly. In his eyes, Angie

she was pregnant with someone else and

humiliation, how

so much

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, if you knew it wasn’t yours, you would happily recognize it, wouldn’t

sat up straight, her

them had collapsed, and if the

love brain, what does it matter if Eric likes it or

she have to hang herself from a

few seconds, his eyes sank like ink, staring

knowing the answer, but when she heard him say it himself, he still felt like her heart was broken and felt

wrong with the two of them, and she probably thought the same

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

obviously couldn’t

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

bit of coldness flashed in his dark

you can take them away? Or,

Eric fell silent.

my brother. That’s a chance I specially left for

sentence with

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

Then it becomes nothingness.

eyes, gauging how much Angie

him. The

eyes trembled. His voice was steady:

his collar and looked very light:

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

to his side, who knows what the