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."

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

suddenly exerted such a great

not expect

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

tried hard to suppress his

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

mouth but could not

Chance felt anxious.

them were silent and dared not to make

Chance

were also waiting

times but was unable to make a sound.He saw a pen and paper on

was not tall enough to

still could not reach

there, just looked at Chance coldly without the intention to

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

understood the meaning of

unlikely that he would become the successor of Ferguson

could be Eric’s successor because of Mitchell’s

Eric’s confidant, Mitchell, was so

everyone started to make their own

seemed that Chance

was really anxious.His face was

went over to get a pen and

next second, Eric

his suit jacket and

stay and think about the

want to waste time

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

did not want to meet Mr.Collins,

with

Chance looked not only like him, but also like

dead, but her son was still

mind when

was about to leave the

suddenly let out a low, hoarse

"She's dead, right?"

strength.His face was flushed and agitated.He said those words so clearly in a childish tone of voice, but the gravity of his words was not

silence in

was stunned and found it

his tracks.He turned around slowly and looked at Chance

was glum

in his pocket, which contained a

pistol was just the right size for his hand and

it at Eric, and ask Eric to tell