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.“

little black dress that was chic and tasteful and paired it with a white blazer before she walked out

the dining hall, Floyd and Grant Stanton were sitting at the dining

his daughter, he smiled with squinted

at Nicole

Master Ludwig dragged him back home to punish him early this morning.

helplessly shrugged her shoulders and walked over to sit down. “He was

o my baby? Do whatever you want, Princess.“ Floyd Stanton doted on Nicole and gave her a bowl of

taking a few rushed bites of breakfast, Nicole took Grant’s

her office, Logan was standing

here early in the

the President of J&L Corporation,

appointment then.“ “Yes, Vice

that Samantha was spinning leisurely in her chair, seemingly enjoying herself. For a moment, the

She hurriedly stood up and looked at Logan reproachfully. “Why didn’t you inform me that the Vice President is

this chair so much, it’s yours. Logan, send it to Ms. Lindt’s office

“Yes, ma’am.“

Nicole, I don’t mean anything else.

one end of the sofa. Her eyes were cold. “I’m a germaphobe, so I won’t sit on a chair that someone else has

was rebuffed, so she glared fiercely at Nicole. She secretly cursed Nicole in her heart and thought, ‘She slept her way into this position,

Lindt, why did you come in here?“ Nicole glanced