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."

wanted to hold Chance’s

small body suddenly

not

eyes stood in front of Eric.He looked increasingly stubborn

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

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

his mouth but could not make

Chance felt anxious.

around them were silent and

looked at Chance pitifully

also waiting to see

unable to make a sound.He saw a

not tall enough to reach

jumped up but still could

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

sitting on Eric’s left side subconsciously wanted to help Chance, but Eric glanced at him, and he dared

secretly understood the meaning of

was unlikely that

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

Eric’s confidant, Mitchell, was

to make their

it seemed that Chance might not

was really anxious.His face

went over to get a

next second,

buttoned his suit jacket and

stay and think about the feasibility

want to waste

on for the time being, he

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

would rather meet with Mr.Collins than talk to

felt that Chance looked not only like him, but also

was dead, but her son

peace of mind when Chance was out of

was about

let out a low, hoarse

"She's dead, right?"

so clearly in a childish tone of voice, but the gravity

in

stunned and found it

his tracks.He turned around

was glum and

his hand in his pocket,

pocket pistol was just the right

it at