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?”

to fight with him on a break, but Eric was

to be beaten without his

strength, and

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

gentleness were in stark contrast to

eyes and stared at him coldly: “Why do

stayed out of

his fists. Every word of Clayton poked at

throat moved, and his whole body was tense

also my family. Compared with Nicole, my mother has no use value. They can kill this ordinary

say a

ordinary, does she have nine lives? Eric, in fact, the reason why you lose is not because you gave up

Eric finished speaking, his

and he was extremely happy

fact is crueler than

stood up 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

he didn’t

let Nicole hear any negative

her heart, he

body raised his head, and looked

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

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

family into the quagmire, do you want me to

An inexplicable sentence.

Eric’s whole body stiff for a moment,

That moment.

each other, the air was

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

clearly hid

show: “I didn’t expect it, I knew

frowned, “How

to me to decide whether to give it or not. You think that you are smart enough to involve

tightened and his

told you that?” he said

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

speaking, he

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