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

suddenly exerted such a

not

with red -rimmed eyes stood in front

out-of-character Chance.He tried hard to suppress his dissatisfaction.He

Tell me." Eric was

but

Chance felt anxious.

people around them were silent and

at Chance pitifully and

waiting to

his mouth several times but was unable to make a sound.He saw a

not tall enough to

still could not

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

side subconsciously wanted to help Chance, but Eric glanced at him, and he

secretly understood the meaning of

not Chance was Eric’s son, it was unlikely that he would become the successor of Ferguson

thought Chance could be Eric’s

confidant, Mitchell, was so attentive to

started to

that Chance might not be Eric’s

face

to get a pen and

the next second, Eric stood up

buttoned his suit jacket and

stay and think about the feasibility of the

to waste time on a

go on for the time

to meet Mr.Collins, who was

Eric would rather meet with Mr.Collins than talk

looked not only like him, but also like

was dead, but her son was still

mind

Eric was about to leave

suddenly let out a low, hoarse roar with all his

"She's dead, right?"

agitated.He said those words so clearly in a childish tone of voice, but the gravity of his words was not to be taken

was silence in the conference

and found it

turned around slowly and looked at Chance with piercing

face was glum and

his hand in his pocket, which contained a

just the right size for his hand and

wanted to hold it up, point it at Eric, and ask Eric to tell him