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?”

him on a break, but Eric was a hard-bone, hard-

willing to

deliberately drained his strength, and he kept

at this time, he was really embarrassed. He was

and gentleness were in stark contrast to

and stared at him coldly: “Why do you

cold: “When Nicole was bullied, you stayed out of it, what are

his fists. Every word of Clayton poked at his

body was tense in pain:

paused and repeated it, depressed and resentful: “What can I do? That’s my mother, no matter how bad she treats me, she is also my family. Compared with Nicole, my mother has no use value. They

Did not say a word. It took all his

Eric, in fact, the reason why you lose is not because you gave up her countless times, but because .You

his expression

he was extremely happy when he saw his

fact is crueler than

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

Eric. It wasn’t that he didn’t

can’t let Nicole hear any negative

her heart, he will always be

body raised his head, and looked at him with deep eyes: “Let

from you. I have a family. I’m a

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

Stanton family into the quagmire, do you want me

An inexplicable sentence.

whole body stiff for a

That moment.

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

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

hid

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

“How could

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

tightened and

told you that?”

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

Clayton finished speaking, he

Eric feel a chill in his heart. He breathed hard,