The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Chapter 110

Outside the bathroom stall, Quinn and
Ingrid Ferguson were shaken.
“You… How did you get in here?” Ingrid
spoke in surprise and thought, ‘Wasn’t
Nicole kicked out of Stanton Corporation?’
Quinn was also slightly stunned, but
quickly covered it up and smiled calmly.
“She’s probably here to die. Nicole, you
should know when to stop.

Not every rich
family will accept trash… Let alone
secondhand trash…”
Ingrid felt emboldened. “Yeah, are you
here to make trouble? Too bad, no one will
help you anymore. The Stanton family
doesn’t want you, so your backer is gone
Nicole lowered her head and smiled, then
cast a sidelong glance at them and walked
out without saying a word.

Ingrid was blocking the doorway and did
not intend to give way to Nicole.
Thus, Nicole just shoved Ingrid to the side
when she passed her by. Ingrid was
caught off guard as her body slanted to
caught off guard a er body slanted to
the side and hit the wall. She was in pain
and was just about to curse at Nicole when
she suddenly saw Nicole’s cold dark eyes
that looked askance at her.

She was so
scared that she dared not say a word.
After Nicole’s figure gradually faded
away, Ingrid rubbed her shoulder that was
hurt by the impact and bared her teeth.”
She’s already an outcast. How dare she
throw a fit?! Sooner or later, I’ll show her

who’s boss!”

the Stanton father-and-son pair calmly exchanged pleasantries with their guests. Although Floyd Stanton had retired and taken a back seat in the company, he

with Old Master Ferguson and greeted him in a cold voice. Eric bowed slightly. “Uncle Floyd.” “No, no… Just call me

 

have much of a personal connection. Floyd was clearly drawing a clear line with the Fergusons privately based on his

standing on the other side, smirked and looked at Wendy Quade who

 

news again, huh? I wonder which

can make Mr. Ferguson so devoted to
her?”
No matter how slow-witted Eric Ferguson
was, he could hear the mockery in Grant’s
words. His eyebrows were slightly
knitted, and his face was somewhat sullen

somewhat sullen and cold. Eric did not like other people prying into his personal affairs, not to mention, Grant had

introduction. “I grew up abroad. My eldest uncle

was cold with condescending scrutiny, but his voice was calm and polite. “No, I’ve never heard of him.” Wendy’s

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