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?”

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

willing to be beaten without

deliberately drained his strength,

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

gentleness were in stark contrast

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

you stayed out of it, what are you pretending to be

for a while and then clenched his fists. Every word

his whole body was tense in pain: “What can I

my 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 at will,

a word.

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

speaking, his

fell on him and he was extremely happy when he saw his expression of collapse in an

crueler than

put you at the dock and let your people

didn’t move Eric. It wasn’t that he didn’t dare. Afraid of

let Nicole hear any negative news about

husband in her heart, he will

and looked at him with deep eyes:

you. I have a family. I’m a serious

fox. His eyes swept

everything possible to pull the Stanton family

An inexplicable sentence.

made Eric’s whole body stiff for a moment, and looked

That moment.

was so cold that it could freeze

Eric understood. But he didn’t expect,

hid

show: “I didn’t expect

“How could

it or not. You think that you are smart enough to involve the Stanton family and me,

eyes tightened and

told you that?” he

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

finished speaking, he turned around and walked

elongated his figure, but it made Eric feel a chill in his