The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress chapter 30

Early morning.

Nicole opened her eyes in the warm morning light. It felt so cozy and mellow that she curled her lips into a sweet smile. Someone knocked on the door right on time. A maid asked in a soft voice, “Miss, are you awake?“

Hearing this, Nicole answered in a lazy voice, “Mm…

come in.“

Last night, Grant’s driver brought her to the Stanton mansion.

Two maids pushed in a huge clothing rack and spoke respectfully, “Miss, these are the clothes prepared especially for you. Master and Eldest Young Master are waiting for you in the dining hall.“

Nicole was slightly shocked. ‘Dad is so extra…I bet he wanted to buy out all my favorite brands so that I ‘m the only one who can wear them…’

There were several pieces of the same style in different colors. Although there was no logo, Nicole could tell from the familiar workmanship and fabric that these were from Prada’s private collection.

Some of them were this season’s latest limited edition pieces, so they were invaluable.

She certainly had to adapt to this kind of luxury lifestyle again. “Alright, you guys may leave.“

of bed to freshen up, then randomly picked a little black dress that was chic and tasteful and paired

Floyd and Grant Stanton were sitting at the dining table eating breakfast

saw his daughter, he smiled with squinted eyes. “My baby’s finally awake!

Nicole and smiled with his

was still recognized. Old Master Ludwig dragged him back home to punish him early this morning. The Ludwigs are now busy dealing with the scandal online and their stock

to sit down. “He

What are the Ludwigs compared t o my baby? Do whatever you want, Princess.“ Floyd Stanton doted on Nicole and gave her a bowl of

bites of breakfast, Nicole

Nicole arrived at her office, Logan was standing at the door

came here early in the morning.

there any news from J&L?“ “I’ve already contacted the President of

set up an appointment then.“ “Yes,

pushed the door open, she saw that Samantha was spinning leisurely in her chair, seemingly enjoying herself. For a moment, the atmosphere in the

Nicole. She hurriedly stood up and looked at Logan reproachfully.

Lindt, since you like this chair so much, it’s yours. Logan,

“Yes, ma’am.“

don’t mean anything else. There’s

Her eyes were cold. “I’m a germaphobe, so

her heart and thought, ‘She slept her way into

you come in here?“ Nicole glanced