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

suddenly

not

red -rimmed eyes stood in

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

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

but could

Chance felt anxious.

and dared not to make a

Chance pitifully

also waiting to

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

was not tall enough to

jumped up but still could not

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

help Chance, but Eric glanced at him,

secretly understood the

it was unlikely

Eric’s successor because of

Mitchell, was so

to make their

seemed that Chance might not be

face was

tentatively went over to

second,

his suit jacket and walked

should stay and think

did not want to waste time on a

the time being,

did not want to meet Mr.Collins, who was in

Eric would rather meet with Mr.Collins than

Eric felt that Chance looked not

but her son was still in his

could only have peace of mind

as Eric was about

let out a low, hoarse roar with

"She's dead, right?"

so clearly in a childish tone of voice, but the gravity of his words was not to be taken

silence in

and found it

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

face was

in his pocket, which contained a small

the right size for his hand

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