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

a small body suddenly exerted

not

in front of Eric.He looked increasingly stubborn and

tried hard to suppress his dissatisfaction.He looked down

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

mouth but could

Chance felt anxious.

were silent and dared not to make

Chance pitifully and

people were also waiting to see

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

he was not tall enough to reach

still could not

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

man sitting on Eric’s left side subconsciously wanted to help Chance, but Eric glanced at him, and he dared not

the meaning

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

Eric’s successor because

confidant, Mitchell, was so attentive

to make their own

that Chance

really anxious.His face was

tentatively went over to get a pen

the next second,

his suit jacket

half an hour.You guys should stay and think about the feasibility of the

to waste time on a

on for the time being, he would proceed to

meet Mr.Collins, who was

Eric would rather meet with Mr.Collins than talk

Chance looked not only

dead, but her

mind when

was about to leave

him suddenly let out a low, hoarse roar with

"She's dead, right?"

flushed and agitated.He said those words so clearly in a

in the

stunned and

turned around slowly and looked at

face was glum

his hand in his pocket, which contained a small pocket

right size for

wanted to hold it up, point it at