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."

that, Mitchell wanted to hold Chance’s hand,

a small body suddenly exerted

not

with red -rimmed eyes stood in front of Eric.He looked

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

you want to do? Tell me."

but

Chance felt anxious.

were silent and dared

looked at Chance pitifully and

also waiting

times but was unable to make a sound.He saw a

he was not tall

jumped up but still

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

left side subconsciously wanted to help Chance, but Eric

the meaning

or not Chance was Eric’s son, it was unlikely

be Eric’s successor

confidant, Mitchell, was so

everyone started to

Chance might not be Eric’s

anxious.His face was red

over to get a

next second, Eric stood up

suit jacket and

stay and think about the feasibility of

want to

not go on for the

meet Mr.Collins, who was in the waiting

meet with Mr.Collins than talk to

beginning, Eric felt that Chance looked

was dead, but her son was still

have peace of mind

Eric was about to leave

a

"She's dead, right?"

almost exhausted all his strength.His face was flushed and agitated.He said those words so clearly in a childish tone of

was silence in the conference

and found

in his tracks.He turned around slowly and

face was glum

put his hand in his pocket, which contained a small

pocket pistol was just the right size for his hand

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