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."

said that, Mitchell wanted to hold

a small body suddenly exerted such

not expect

forward with red -rimmed eyes stood in front

frowned and looked at the rude and out-of-character Chance.He tried hard to suppress his dissatisfaction.He looked down

me." Eric was concise.His voice was very

his mouth but could

Chance felt anxious.

around them were silent and dared not to make

Chance

were also waiting

his mouth several times but was unable to make a sound.He saw a pen and paper on

not tall enough

but still could not

looked at Chance coldly without the intention to

on Eric’s left side subconsciously wanted to help Chance, but

the

it was unlikely that he would become the successor of Ferguson

Chance could be Eric’s

confidant, Mitchell, was so attentive to

started to

Chance might not be Eric’s

was really anxious.His face was red

went over to get

the next second, Eric stood

suit jacket and walked

think about the

not want to waste time on a

not go on for the

to meet Mr.Collins, who was in the waiting

would rather meet with Mr.Collins than talk to

Eric felt that Chance looked not

was dead, but her son

of mind when Chance was

Eric was about to leave

out a low, hoarse roar with all

"She's dead, right?"

those words so clearly in a

silence in

and found

tracks.He turned around slowly and

face was

put his hand in his pocket, which contained a

pocket pistol was just the right

it at Eric, and ask Eric to tell him the truth