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

suddenly exerted such

did not

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

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

want to do? Tell me." Eric was

opened his mouth but

Chance felt anxious.

them were silent and dared not to make

looked at Chance pitifully

people were also waiting to see

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

tall

but still could not reach

was sitting there, just looked at Chance coldly without

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

the meaning

Chance was Eric’s son, it was unlikely that he

could be Eric’s successor

Eric’s confidant, Mitchell, was so

to

it seemed that Chance might not be

anxious.His face

over to get a pen

the next second, Eric

buttoned his suit jacket

be postponed for half an hour.You guys should stay and think about the feasibility of the plan.Let Mr.Collins come over from

not want to waste time on a

go on for the time being, he would proceed to the

meet

would rather meet with Mr.Collins than talk

Chance looked not only

dead, but her son was still in

only have peace of mind when

Eric was about to

out a low, hoarse roar with all

"She's dead, right?"

strength.His face was flushed and agitated.He said those words so clearly in a childish tone of voice,

was silence in the conference

was stunned and

around slowly and looked at Chance with

was

his pocket, which

right size for his hand

wanted to hold it up, point it at