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?”

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

not willing to

deliberately drained his strength, and

time, he was really

gentleness were in stark contrast

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

you stayed out of it, what are you

while and then clenched his fists. Every

moved, and his whole body was tense in pain:

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

a word. It

teeth: “So you can let Nicole die. Do you think she is not ordinary, does she have nine lives? Eric, in

speaking, his

him and he was extremely happy when he saw

is crueler than

up and tidied up his clothes: “Mr. Ferguson, I will put you at the dock and let your people pick you up. In

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

any negative

husband in her heart, he

and looked at

from you. I have a family. I’m a serious businessman. I can’t

smile like a fox. His eyes swept away, his eyes fell on Eric,

the Stanton family into the quagmire, do you want me

An inexplicable sentence.

for a moment,

That moment.

looked at each other, the air was

But he didn’t expect, how could Clayton know

hid

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

“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 Stanton family and me, and you can take care of

and his

you that?” he said

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

Clayton finished speaking, he turned

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