The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress chapter 183

“It’s true! Ingrid also saw it. Nicole bought the Patek Philippe that you like. You just need to wait for your gift! Hahaha…“ Keith could not help but share what he saw with Eric.

This knowledge made Eric a little surprised and depressed.

Eric suppressed the joy in his heart and pretended to be calm. His voice was deep as he said, “Alright, I’m hanging up.“

Originally, Eric did not plan to celebrate his birthday this year. However, now it seemed like he needed to host a big party so that he could invite Nicole.

In the previous years, Eric had always celebrated his birthday with a few close friends.

Eric recalled that before the divorce, Nicole seemed to look forward to celebrating his birthday, but back then, he did not like to be alone with her, so he had always politely refused. However, she still prepared gifts for him every year.

When Eric thought of this, he immediately called Mitchell.

“Where are the gifts from my previous birthdays?“ The sudden question stunned Mitchell, but he soon reacted.

“President, the expensive gifts are kept in the safe and the collection shelf.“

Eric panicked because he could not seem to remember what gifts Nicole had given him in those three years.

“What about the ones from Nicole?“

Mitchell paused for several seconds before he asked slowly, “President, which year are you referring to?“

voice was deep

coughed slightly to clear his throat, then braced himself for what was

Ms. Stanton gave you a ring, but… You lost

mumbled in a small voice to help Eric recall

moment. His gaze was ashen, and

a

a

bought

it, so he casually chucked

Later, it was gone…

the second year, Ms. Stanton gave you a scarf that she knitted by hand, but you casually gave it to Wendy Quade, which she

hurriedly finished his sentence in one

dead silence

pain, like his heart was torn apart. His body stiffened,

wearing out a person’s

worn out

even bother to

ring and the scarf she

that time, Eric did not feel anything, but

to look deeper into it as he was afraid that he would

side and ran like a madman to the coatroom. He took

of it, his clothes were piled up into

because he would never be able to