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?”

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

was not willing to be beaten without his

deliberately drained his strength, and he kept

not weak anywhere. But now, at this time, he was really embarrassed. He was exhausted and had bruises all over

gentleness were

Clayton suddenly raised his eyes and stared at

bullied, you stayed out of it, what are you pretending

for a while and then clenched his fists. Every

whole body was tense in pain:

bad she treats me, she is also my family. Compared with Nicole, my mother has no use value. They can kill this ordinary

say a word.

have nine lives? Eric, in fact, the reason why

finished speaking, his expression

eyes, his eyes fell on him and he was extremely happy when he saw his expression of collapse

crueler

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 dare. Afraid

any negative news about himself

husband in her heart,

and looked

believe me? I’m different from you. I have a family. I’m a serious businessman. I can’t get my hands

with a sly smile like a fox. His eyes swept away, his eyes

Ferguson, you did everything possible to pull the Stanton family into the quagmire, do you want me to reveal

An inexplicable sentence.

whole body stiff for a

That moment.

air was so cold that it could freeze the cold

But he didn’t expect, how could

clearly hid so

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

frowned, “How could

You think that you are smart enough to

and

told you that?” he said

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

he turned

elongated his figure, but it made Eric feel