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?”

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

willing to be beaten

his strength, and he kept

at this time, he was really embarrassed. He was exhausted and had bruises all over

calmness and gentleness were in

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

you stayed out of it,

then clenched his fists. Every word of

whole body was tense in pain: “What can

treats me, she is also my family. Compared with Nicole,

he Did not say a word.

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

Eric finished speaking, his expression changed

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

fact is crueler than killing

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 enough to hang around

wasn’t that he didn’t dare. Afraid

any negative news

perfect husband in her heart, he

head, and looked at him with deep

you. I have a family. I’m a serious businessman.

a fox. His eyes

to pull the Stanton family

An inexplicable sentence.

made Eric’s whole body stiff for a moment,

That moment.

two looked at each other, the air was so cold that

said, Eric understood. But he didn’t

clearly hid so

watching a good show: “I didn’t

frowned, “How could

smart enough to involve the Stanton family

and

you that?”

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

he turned

elongated his figure, but it made Eric feel a chill