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 hand, but Chance flung Mitchell’s

a small body suddenly exerted such a

not expect

with red -rimmed eyes stood in front of

and out-of-character Chance.He tried hard to suppress his

do you want to do? Tell me."

but could not

Chance felt anxious.

silent and dared not to make

looked at Chance pitifully and

also waiting to

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

not tall enough to

up but still

there, just looked at

to help Chance, but Eric glanced

understood the

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

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

was

started to make their own

it seemed that Chance might not

anxious.His face was red

went over to get

the next second, Eric stood up

buttoned his suit

and think about

want to waste time on

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

Eric did not want to meet

rather meet with Mr.Collins than talk

looked not

but her son was still in

only have peace of mind when

Eric was about

him suddenly let out a low, hoarse roar

"She's dead, right?"

in a childish tone of voice, but the gravity of his words

was silence in

was stunned and found it

stopped in his tracks.He turned around slowly

was

pocket, which contained a

the right size for his hand and

at Eric, and ask Eric to tell