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."

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

body suddenly

did not expect

forward with red -rimmed eyes stood in front

out-of-character Chance.He tried hard to suppress his dissatisfaction.He looked down with deep

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

mouth but

Chance felt anxious.

around them were silent and dared not to make

Chance pitifully and

also waiting to

make a sound.He saw a pen

tall enough

but still could not

sitting there, just looked at

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

the

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

they thought Chance could be Eric’s successor

Mitchell, was

everyone started to make

that Chance might not be

was really anxious.His face was red with

tentatively went over to

in the next second, Eric stood

suit jacket and walked

and think

want to waste time

not go on for the time being, he

not want to meet Mr.Collins,

with

felt that Chance looked not only like him,

her son was still in his

of mind when Chance was out of

as Eric was about

out a low, hoarse roar

"She's dead, right?"

words so clearly in a childish tone of

was silence in the conference

stunned and found it

turned around slowly and

was glum

his hand in his pocket, which

right size for his hand and

at Eric, and ask Eric to tell him the