The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Chapter 2102 She’s Dead 

Soon, the elevator arrived at Eric's office floor.

Chance left the elevator and happened to see Mitchell coming toward him.

Mitchell frowned slightly and was surprised to see Chance here.

"Young Master, why did you come here?"

Chance did not know what to say and did not want to explain himself.He just kept walking in.

Mitchell frowned and stopped him.

"Young Master, are you here to look for your father? He’s not in the office right now.If you want to look for him, you’ll have to wait because he’s in a meeting in the conference room." Chance raised his eyes to glance at Mitchell.

After a moment of silence, he changed his direction and went straight to the conference room.

Mitchell looked at Chance’s back and felt that something was wrong.

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Mitchell wanted to catch up to Chance, but he suddenly remembered something and took out his phone.

"Teacher, how did Chance come out of school on his own? What aunt? Chance’s aunt?"

Mitchell hung up the phone.His expression changed dramatically.

At that moment, Chance had already pushed the door of the conference room open and walked in.The mood in the meeting room was solemn.

The executives were presenting their quarterly reports, so everyone was very serious and silent.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Chance walked in stiffly.His fair and tender face was ashen, and there was no light in his eyes.He walked toward Eric.

Eric sat at the head of the table with a slight frown.

When he did not speak, he was exuding a strong chill like a glacier that could never be melted.

Seeing that Chance walked in unhindered, Eric instantly looked glum.

The next second, before anyone could speak, Eric rebuked coldly.

"Mitchell, does everyone outside want to lose their jobs?" Mitchell hurried in and happened to hear this.

His heart trembled immediately.

Mitchell walked in.

"I’m sorry, Mr.Ferguson.I’ll take the young master to the lounge now."

Mitchell wanted to hold Chance’s hand, but

suddenly exerted such

did not expect

eyes stood in front of Eric.He looked increasingly stubborn

rude and out-of-character Chance.He tried hard to suppress his dissatisfaction.He looked down with deep and indifferent eyes and met Chance’s

me." Eric was concise.His voice was

but could

Chance felt anxious.

them were silent and dared not to

at Chance pitifully and

were also waiting to

sound.He saw a pen and paper on the table and

he was not tall enough to reach

up but still could not

Eric, who was sitting there, just looked at Chance coldly

subconsciously wanted to help Chance,

the

Chance was Eric’s son, it was unlikely

they thought Chance could be Eric’s successor

Mitchell, was so

started to

that Chance might

was really anxious.His face was red

over to get

second,

his suit jacket and walked

think about the feasibility of the plan.Let Mr.Collins come over from

did not want to

for the time being,

want to meet Mr.Collins,

rather meet with Mr.Collins than talk

felt that Chance looked

dead, but her son was still in his

mind when Chance was out of

was about to

out a low, hoarse roar

"She's dead, right?"

said those words so clearly in

was silence in

was stunned and found

also stopped in his tracks.He turned around

face was glum

put his hand in his pocket, which

right size for his hand and fit

point it at Eric, and ask Eric to tell