The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress chapter 113

The venue was brightly lit, extremely luxurious, and high -profile. Soon, the music stopped abruptly as Floyd Stanton walked up onto the stage.

Everyone gathered around the stage, knowing that the main event of this gala was about to begin.

Although Grant Stanton was the actual person in charge of Stanton Corporation and had the prestige and reputation comparable to Eric Ferguson, at this time, he did not have the slightest intention to take the spotlight away from his father. Instead, he only stood on the side humbly and respectfully as he watched his father speak.

“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming to Stanton Corporation’s anniversary gala. Thanks to your support all these years, we’ve had such smooth sailing thus far. This toast is for everyone! “

Floyd Stanton raised his glass, to which everyone responded with the same action, then downed the wine in it.

Everyone knew that it was not because of everyone’s support that Stanton Corporation had such an unstoppable growth, but because of the Stantons’ ability. Everyone wanted to be in their good graces and kept singing praises about them.

Not long after, Grant personally went forward to fill up his father’s empty wine glass and stood back to his original position.

Grant, then looked at the crowd

is one thing that I need to clarify here today. I believe that all of you have been very curious about a woman who’s closely related to my company and whose rumors have been circulating the internet

invited so many reporters to this event as a

Ferguson seemed to look so understanding and smug. ‘How could Floyd Stanton allow his son to marry a divorced woman?

each other. Both of them guessed how

a glance but did not see

The Stantons aren’t stupid.

loud and clear voice. “Nicole has signed a huge deal with J&L Corporation during her tenure as Vice President of Stanton Corporation. Her ability is undoubted, but her relationship with Grant isn’t what

venue was incredibly quiet, so Floyd’s voice echoed

this opportunity to introduce

head. Even Eric was slightly puzzled. The trace of doubt that had never dissipated at the bottom of his heart

looked at the corridor on the left and smiled tenderly as he beckoned

in shock as the door on the left opened slowly. The light from the corridor came through and the woman who gradually

and wavy hair draped behind her ears, making her look like an effortless