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."

Mitchell wanted to hold Chance’s hand, but

small body suddenly exerted such a great

did not

stepped forward with red -rimmed eyes stood in

hard to suppress his

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

his mouth but could not

Chance felt anxious.

around them were silent and dared not to

at Chance pitifully

were also waiting to

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

he was not tall enough to

jumped up but still

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

to help Chance,

secretly understood the meaning

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

Chance could be Eric’s successor because of Mitchell’s

was so

to

Chance

anxious.His face was red with

to get a pen and

in the next second, Eric stood up

his suit jacket and walked

think about the feasibility of

did not want to waste time on

meeting could not go on for the time being,

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

with Mr.Collins than talk to

that Chance looked not only like him,

her son

could only have peace of mind

was about

let out a low, hoarse roar with all his

"She's dead, right?"

clearly in a

was silence in

stunned and found it

turned around slowly and looked at Chance with

was glum and

put his hand in his pocket, which contained

just the right size for his hand

up, point it at Eric, and ask Eric to tell him