The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 376 Throw Them Out For a moment, the atmosphere was stagnant. The mingling scene not far away felt like i t was separated by a barrier.

Clayton Sloan’s disgust was undisguised. Whether it was a butler who had been with him for ten years, someone would have to pay for breaking his rules.

His words were direct. No matter who Clayton chose to work with, Christian Jenner was far from being qualified.

Christian’s face changed a few times. He looked at the butler pleadingly. “Big Brother…”

The butler frowned and still tried to get another chance for Christian. It made no sense that Nicole’s sudden appearance robbed his brother of this chance.

“Mr. Sloan… Can you please reconsider?”

“My daddy has made it very clear! Are you old and confused? Daddy won’t make friends with douchebags! Daddy likes my pretty lady…”

Lil Michael could not help but frown. His features on that pretty little face were scrunched up together. This butler is really annoying as always!

Usually, the butler told Michael what to d o with his life and schoolwork and drove away his favorite teachers and buddies. H e would even preach some self-righteous logic. Now, the butler wanted to bring these two douchebags to bully Pretty Lady?

Lil Michael still remembered that these two douchebags spoke ill of Pretty Lady at the lobby of Stanton Corporation.

‘I won’t forget this!

on his father’s sleeve. He tugged on it while grumbling in

He bullied Pretty Lady at the entrance… He called her a rando

expression turned gloomy and cold. His hawk-like eyes

basic quality

butler quivered. “No… I didn’t. Young Master,

I need to falsely accuse

to show his anger

the cold vibes from Clayton’s body and dared not even look him straight

to regret that he had brought

by Clayton’s side for so many years, so Clayton relied on him and would

at this moment, he felt a bone chilling cold

had forgotten that he was merely a

and admirable outsiders thought it was to be Clayton Sloan’s butler, to Clayton, he was

he was nothing

Sloan, I really didn’t mean it. I just saw that the gown on Ms. Stanton was Madam’s dress.

Clayton’s gaze stabbed him.

word had