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?”

six bodyguards to fight with him on a break, but Eric was a hard-bone,

not willing to

deliberately drained his strength,

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

calmness and gentleness were in stark contrast

eyes and stared at

you stayed

his fists. Every word

his whole body was

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

a word. It took all

ordinary, does she have nine lives? Eric, in fact, the reason why you lose

his expression changed a

and he was extremely happy when he saw

is crueler than killing

dock and let your people pick you up. In the future, don’t be

that he didn’t dare. Afraid of getting into

let Nicole hear any negative news

in her heart, he will

body raised his head, and looked at him with deep

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

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

family into the quagmire, do you want me to reveal a

An inexplicable sentence.

body stiff for

That moment.

air was so

he didn’t expect, how could Clayton know about that

hid

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

“How could

to me to decide whether to give it or not. You think that you are smart enough to involve the Stanton family and me, and you can take care of me along

tightened and his breathing

told you that?” he

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

finished speaking, he

feel a chill in his heart.