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?”

though Clayton found five or six bodyguards to fight with him

to be beaten without his

deliberately drained his strength,

anywhere. But now, at this time, he was really embarrassed.

were in stark contrast to

and stared at him coldly: “Why do

you stayed out of it, what are

clenched his fists. Every word of

whole body was tense in

mother, no matter how bad she treats me, she is also my family. Compared with Nicole, my mother has no use value. They can kill this ordinary woman at will, but they

a

nine lives? Eric, in fact,

speaking, his

and he was extremely happy when he saw his expression

crueler than killing

put you at the dock and let your people pick you up. In the future, don’t be wise enough to hang around in front of

that he didn’t dare. Afraid of getting into unnecessary

can’t let Nicole hear any negative news about himself

perfect husband in her heart, he will

his head, and looked at him with deep eyes:

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

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

family into the quagmire, do you want me to reveal

An inexplicable sentence.

for a moment, and

That moment.

air was so

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

hid

smiled, as if watching a good show: “I didn’t expect it, I knew it from the

frowned, “How could

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

tightened and his

told you that?”

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

Clayton finished speaking, he

but it made Eric feel a chill