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?”

though Clayton found five or six bodyguards to fight with him on a break, but Eric was a hard-bone, hard- hearted

willing to be

his strength, and

and he is not weak anywhere. But now, at this time, he was really embarrassed.

calmness and gentleness were in stark contrast

raised his eyes and stared at him coldly: “Why do you deserve to mention

was bullied, you stayed out of it,

his fists. Every word of Clayton

and his whole body was tense in pain: “What

also my family. Compared with Nicole, my mother has no use value. They can kill

say a word. It

Eric, in fact, the reason why you lose is not because you

Eric finished speaking, his

was extremely happy when he saw his expression

crueler than

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 enough to hang around in

he didn’t dare. Afraid of getting into

let Nicole hear any

in her heart, he will

body raised his head, and looked at him

you. I have a family. I’m a serious businessman. I can’t get my hands

fox. His eyes swept away, his eyes fell on

possible to pull the Stanton family into the quagmire, do you

An inexplicable sentence.

body stiff for a moment, and looked

That moment.

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

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

hid so

good show: “I didn’t expect it, I knew

“How could

it’s up to me to decide whether to give it or not. You think that you are smart enough to involve the

eyes tightened and

that?” he

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

speaking, he turned around and

blurred and elongated his figure, but it made Eric feel a chill in his heart. He