The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Chapter 259

Chapter 259 She Was Not Miserable Enough

With her last shred of courage in her despair, Nicole re-entered the jungle. Fortunately, Nicole had changed into comfortable leather sneakers before boarding the plane.

Otherwise, she would really have to wait for her death. tropical rainforest, but The trees in the woods were several dozen meters high.

 

They were not as lush and dense as the thickness of each one was the width of several people at least. The trees were a species that she had never seen before either.

She walked step by step in lethargy. She scraped her hands on the sharp tree branches, and the streaks of blood were very stark against her pale skin.

 

However, she was not in the mood to care about these minor injuries.

 

After all, she was going to die. “Tigger, do you see any fruit?” Nicole’s voice was hoarse and dry as she asked breathlessly. Tigger shook its head, its answer as disappointing as always.

She stepped forward with great effort, feeling exhausted and dizzy. Her head felt like it was spinning. Suddenly, she tripp over something Her body subconsciously fell forward, throwing her onto the muddy ground.

 

out of her pocket and circled her. Suddenly, as if sensing something, it looked behind Nicole and slipped back into her

wanted to open her eyes, but she no longer had control over her body. She seemed to hear the sound of heavy footsteps landing

grew up

so long but never noticed this at

bumpy that she felt her joints were about to dislocate! A picture Nicole saw before could

the kitchen… ‘OMG, am I not miserable enough?!’ Nicole swore that if these were people sent by Eric Ferguson, she would be sure to “thank” him properly! If it was someone from the Stanton family, she would tell Grant that the people he sent were too unprofessional,

destination even after a long, long time. The bumpy journey completely plunged her consciousness into complete darkness, A thousand nautical miles away,

operation would only be faster and more efficient if the two parties discussed

to madness and paranoia. If this goes on, Mitchell was afraid that Eric would

nights without sleep Eric

sat down next to

the sea as much as they did this

and poured a few mouthfuls of vodka into his mouth. His bloodshot eyes glared mockingly at

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