The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Fatherly Love Floyd Stanton cooed on the side. “Don’t worry, you don’t have to go, Baby, go upstairs and sleep.” Lil Michael obediently muttered and settled down. Clayton carried his son. While lying on Clayton’s shoulders, Lal Michael pointed to the stairs.

“I wanna go back to my room to sleep!” Clayton was speechless. ‘Do you have to be so obvious when pretending?” Nicole smiled as she looked at Lil Michael’s petulance. Everyone suddenly quieted down as they were afraid of waking the boy up.

It looked like no one could tell that this Lil Michael was just acting Clayton stiffened his body and could only carry him upstairs cautiously as Kai led the way Once they got to Michael’s room, Kal watched as Clayton skillfully tucked the boy in bed and could not help but sigh.

“Sigh… Fatherly love.” Clayton froze for a moment. After Kai tumed away, Clayton faintly glanced at Lil Michael’s face “Little sycophant!” Lil Michael rolled over, obviously not wanting to hear his father talking Clayton went downstairs and watched the three Stantons talking and laughing Nicole said something, which made Floyd lose his temper that he took the pillow next to him and threw it at Kai’s head. Kai muttered aggrievedly, “Clayton has such fatherly love, what about our family??” Floyd was so angry that he wanted to hit Kai.

slightly to make his presence known, so Floyd suppressed his anger and exchanged pleasantries with him “It’s getting late, so I won’t bother you any longer. Chairman Stanton,

is missing a small child. I have so many children, but none of them can please me. Feel free to leave Lil Michael with me…” After a few more words, Clayton left the Stanton Mansion. Nicole also went upstairs

little dizzy. Kal followed Nicole and asked, “Should I ask how Julie’s doing? Nicole raised an eyebrow. “No. You both need some time to

Eric’s narrow eyes carried a chill as he leaned back in his chair and held a cigarette between his fingers with his arm resting on the armrest. “Have you thought of something?” Toto shivered as he sat on the side and looked at the book

with him every second of the day as a bodyguard. Toto was initially quite confident that Eric and Nicole could reconcile, but the man did not go by the book, and the woman did not fall for any tricks, so Toto was all out of ideas. “M-Mr. Ferguson… I think that I have no talent in this business.