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."

wanted to hold Chance’s hand, but Chance flung Mitchell’s

a small body suddenly

did not

stood in front of

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

to do? Tell me." Eric was concise.His voice was

his mouth but

Chance felt anxious.

around them were silent and

Chance

also waiting to

to make a sound.He saw a pen and paper on the table and wanted to get

tall enough to

but still could

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

Chance, but Eric glanced at him,

understood the meaning of

was Eric’s son, it was unlikely that he would become the successor of Ferguson

be Eric’s

Mitchell, was so

started to make their own

Chance might not be Eric’s

was really anxious.His face was red

over to get a pen

in the next second,

suit jacket and

half an hour.You guys should stay and think about the feasibility of the plan.Let

not want to

go on for the time being, he would proceed to

Eric did not want to meet Mr.Collins,

meet with

Chance looked not only

woman was dead, but her son was

could only have peace of mind when Chance was

as Eric was about to leave

him suddenly let out a low, hoarse roar

"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

was silence in

and found

tracks.He turned around slowly and looked at Chance

face was glum

in his pocket, which contained a small pocket

just the right size for his hand and

Chance wanted to hold it up, point it at Eric, and ask Eric