The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 256 Her Name Is on the List of Casualties

In Ferguson Corporation. It was already close to dusk when Eric came out of the conference room. The setting sun hung at an angle on the branches of the treetops outside the office, the same as countless evenings.

He still had his flight. He had not forgotten that Nicole was Riopolis.

Eric loosened his tie and was just about to ask Mitchell to bring all the signed documents when he saw the man suddenly running in from outside in a flurry.

His face was pale and panicked. Mitchell had been an assistant to Eric for many years, but he had always been calm Asualties and dignified, and never lost his composure like this.

“P-President…” Eric frowned. His expression sank slightly as he waited for Mitchell to continue. “An hour ago, I got the news that Ms. Stanton’s plane crashed.

After searching and verification, it was confirmed that… There were no survivors.. Mitchell’s voice grew lower and lower, and his lips barest.

We moved when he said the last four words. Behind Eric was a huge window wall. At a glance, one could see the shadow of his tall and slender figure being pulled by the sunset.

At that moment, the temperature in the office was like an ice cellar, cold and gloomy. Eric’s face gradually stiffened and darkened, and a huge storm instantly brewed in his deep eyes.

and icy as his eyes grew bloodshot. He must have

. voted “It’s true. Ms. Stanton’s name was written on the list of

family got the news, Chairman Floyd had just returned from Philmont and was hospitalized for

silence fell over the office after he finished his words. A dense chill and a deep sadness pervaded

his eyes staring straight

his heart was being stabbed by a

speak. He only felt numb as he trembled uncontrollably. At that moment, his body shook like it was drenched in iced water

was pale as blood drained from his body. POP The next second, he dragged his hand recklessly across the table and swept everything to the floor in

his teeth. Nicole was someone who loved life! She was

wrote her happiness

to kidnap her, she did not even frown. For three years, she always looked

so freely, She who stood on a stage playing the violin, she who negotiated at the business table, she who smoked openly, she

an intricate part of his world, embedded down to the marrow of his bones and unable to be

how he would live

dense sorrow, and he almost lost his voice. When Mitchell saw Eric like