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."

he said that, Mitchell wanted to hold Chance’s hand,

suddenly

did not expect

stood in front of Eric.He looked increasingly stubborn

tried hard to suppress his dissatisfaction.He looked down with

to do? Tell me."

his mouth but could not make a

Chance felt anxious.

people around them were silent and

looked at Chance

also waiting to

times but was unable to make a sound.He saw a pen and paper on the table

was not tall enough to

jumped up but still could

was sitting there, just looked at Chance coldly without the intention to help

sitting on Eric’s left side subconsciously wanted to help Chance, but Eric glanced at him, and he

secretly understood the meaning

was unlikely that he would

thought Chance could be Eric’s

Eric’s confidant, Mitchell, was so attentive

to make

that Chance might

anxious.His face was red with

over to get a pen

the next second, Eric

his suit jacket

and think about the feasibility of the plan.Let Mr.Collins come

not want to waste

on for the time being, he would proceed to

want to meet Mr.Collins, who was

would rather meet with Mr.Collins than talk to

that Chance looked not only like him, but

but her son was

only have peace of mind when Chance was out of

as Eric was about to leave

let out a low, hoarse roar with all his

"She's dead, right?"

and agitated.He said those words so clearly in a childish

was silence in the conference

and found

also stopped in his tracks.He turned around slowly and looked at Chance

face was glum

his hand in his pocket, which contained a small pocket

the right size for his hand and

up, point it at Eric, and ask