The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Clayton frowned, nodded, and glanced at the bodyguard next to him with a grim expression: “Sergio, take good care of Madam Stanton.”

Sergio nodded solemnly: “Yes, Mr. Sloan.”

Clayton followed the captain down the Walk, went down the steps and then went up the elevator.

The elevator went directly underground.

Due to historical reasons, many hospitals have air-raid shelters under them, and some of them are secretly hidden.

Clayton took people directly over, and there were many men in black standing at the door.

When they saw Clayton, they were extremely respectful, and they all bowed their heads.

Clayton walked directly to the innermost dark room: “Open the door.”

The bodyguard next to him did not hesitate and immediately opened the door.

Clayton entered. It was dark and damp. The light was shaking and the vent was buzzing which was due to years of disrepair.

The man inside was curled up on the ground, but there was still a fierceness in his eyes.

It’s just the blood that vaguely seeps out of his body, and it looks a little wild and decadent.

Clayton walked over, squatted down, looked down at him. He looked at him coldly, and said in a low voice, “Mr. Ferguson, are you alright?”

Eric moved, his breathing was a little heavy and his thin lips were slightly pursed. The outline on his face was

tough and sharp, and his eyes looked at Clayton gloomily: “I can’t die.”

Clayton smiled.

“That’s good.” A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

When Grant called, Clayton deliberately mentioned his identity, just because he didn’t want him to be impatient.

This time it finally fell into his hands, but he couldn’t do anything, how could he be reconciled?

Clayton’s face was calm and undisturbed, and the coldness and sharpness in the bottom of his eyes were undisguised.

“Mr. Ferguson, do you regret it?”

Eric paused, breathing heavily: “Nicole, ls she awake?”

five or six bodyguards to fight with him on a break, but Eric was

willing to be beaten

deliberately drained his strength, and he kept

he is not weak anywhere. But now, at this time, he was really embarrassed. He was exhausted and had bruises all over his

were in

light, Clayton suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him coldly:

cold: “When Nicole was bullied, you stayed

silent for a while and then clenched his fists. Every

was tense

mother, no matter how bad she treats me, she is also my family. Compared with Nicole, my mother has no use value. They can kill this ordinary woman

say a

lives? Eric, in fact, the reason why you lose is not because you gave up her countless times, but because .You always have an out of

speaking, his

on him and he was extremely happy when he saw his expression of

is crueler

stood up and tidied up his clothes: “Mr. Ferguson, I will put you at the dock and let your people pick you up. In the future, don’t be wise

wasn’t that he didn’t dare. Afraid of getting into

hear any negative news

perfect husband in her heart, he will always be

head, and looked at him with deep eyes: “Let me

from you. I have a family. I’m a

His eyes

you did everything possible to pull the Stanton family into the

An inexplicable sentence.

body stiff for a moment, and looked up

That moment.

looked at each other, the air was so cold that it could freeze

said, Eric understood. But he didn’t expect, how could

hid

good show: “I didn’t expect it, I

“How

whether to give it or not. You think that you are smart enough to involve the Stanton family

tightened and his

you that?”

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

speaking, he

elongated his figure, but it made Eric feel