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

willing to

his strength, and he kept

time, he

and gentleness were in stark

and stared at him coldly: “Why do

“When Nicole was bullied, you stayed out of

while and then clenched his fists. Every word of

throat moved, and his whole body was

no matter how bad she treats me, she is also my family. Compared with Nicole, my mother has

say a

she is not ordinary, does she have nine lives? Eric, in fact, the reason why you

speaking, his expression changed

eyes fell on him and he was extremely happy when he saw his

is crueler than killing

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 enough to hang around in front

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

let Nicole hear any negative

husband in her heart, he will always

and looked at him

family. I’m

sly smile like a fox. His eyes

you did everything possible to pull the Stanton family into the

An inexplicable sentence.

body stiff for a

That moment.

was

said, Eric understood. But he didn’t

hid

if watching a good show: “I didn’t expect it, I knew it from the beginning,

“How

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

tightened and his breathing

that?”

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

finished speaking, he turned around and

figure, but it made Eric feel a chill