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."

he said that, Mitchell wanted to hold Chance’s hand, but Chance

small body suddenly exerted such a

did not

-rimmed eyes stood in front of Eric.He looked increasingly

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

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

mouth but could not make a

Chance felt anxious.

were silent and dared not to make

at Chance

were also waiting

opened his mouth several times but was unable to make a sound.He saw a pen and paper on the table and wanted to get

not tall enough

jumped up but still could not

this while, Eric, who was sitting there, just looked at Chance

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

the meaning

was unlikely that he would become the successor of Ferguson

could be Eric’s successor because of

Mitchell, was so

everyone started to make their own

Chance might not be Eric’s

face was red with

to get a

next second,

his suit jacket

and think about the

want to waste

not go on for the time being, he would proceed to

want to meet Mr.Collins, who was in the waiting

would rather meet with Mr.Collins than talk to

the beginning, Eric felt that Chance looked not only

her son was still in

mind

as Eric was about to leave the

him suddenly let out a low, hoarse roar with

"She's dead, right?"

said those words so clearly in a childish tone of voice, but

was silence in the

and found

also stopped in his tracks.He turned around slowly and

was glum

pocket, which contained a small pocket

pistol was just the right

it up, point it at Eric,