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 Eric was

to be

his strength,

just Eric, and he is not weak anywhere. But now, at this time, he was really embarrassed. He was exhausted and

calmness and gentleness were

and stared at him coldly: “Why do you

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

for a while and then clenched his fists. Every word of Clayton

moved, and his whole body was tense

is also my family. Compared with Nicole, my

Did not say a word. It took

and 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 lose is not because you gave up her countless times, but because

his

him and he was extremely happy when he saw his expression of collapse

is crueler than

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

didn’t move Eric. It wasn’t that he didn’t

any negative news about

her heart, he will always be

looked at

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

fox. His eyes swept away, his eyes fell on Eric, and

pull the Stanton family into the

An inexplicable sentence.

body stiff for

That moment.

at each other, the air was so cold that

Eric understood. But he didn’t expect, how could Clayton know about that

clearly hid so

show: “I didn’t expect it, I knew

frowned, “How

you are smart enough to involve the Stanton family and me, and

tightened and

told you that?” he said

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

speaking, he turned around and

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