Read Chapter 1464 of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat
Angie was used to seeing wars and people getting killed. When she was abroad, it was not uncommon to encounter terrorists, so she was not afraid of Eric’s threat.
She just touched his pet peeve, so he was merely throwing a little tantrum.
Angie could understand.
When she came to her senses, she reached out and yanked Eric’s collar in her direction.
Her face was also very defiant.
She said in a hoarse and quiet voice, “Eric, I’m not joking with you. Do you want to talk to him on the phone?”
Looking at Eric’ s cold face, Angie reached out and took her phone from the side.
She then dialed a number. An unfamiliar male voice spoke.
“Miss, what’s the order?”
“Is he still alive?”
“Yes.”
Angie looked at Eric and hooked her lips. “Let him answer the call.”
In the next second, a trembling, fearful voice came from the phone.
“Help! Eric, it’s me, Dad. Help me! I’m Charles Ferguson! No matter how much money they want, don’t bargain with them. Hurry up and let me out! I’m sick again, and there’s a war going on here…”
Charles Ferguson ‘s voice was extremely wretched and devoid of its usual steadiness.
Eric narrowed his sharp eyes.
The point of this call was that Charles Ferguson was not in Mediania.
The next second, Angie hung up the phone.
The two of them looked at each other. Angie’s meaningful smile deepened.
Angie let go of Eric, curled her lips into a cold smile, and slowly pushed Eric away to put on her clothes.
“Mr. Ferguson, from now on, the relationship between us is up to me.”
Angie was most adept at getting the upper hand, whether it be by coercion or sophistry.
The knock on the door was rushed and persistent.
Eric walked over and opened the door. His face was gloomy and frightening.
The people at the door were instantly shocked for a moment.
It was as if they did not expect the person who came out from the room to be the President of Ferguson Corporation, Eric Ferguson.
Eric took in the shocked gazes of the reporters one by one.
However, he was not in the mood to lose his temper. He knew that this was Angie’s trap.
Eric did not expect Angie to be smarter than he imagined.
Making a move on Eric and getting these reporters were not something that could be completed in a day or two.
Angie came prepared.
Hah!
Eric walked out with a cold face. At that moment, a ballsy tabloid reporter came forward and asked.
“Mr. Ferguson, may I ask why you’re here?”
With that, everyone waited in silent anticipation for an answer. They were very cautious.
The air was filled with a chill that came from Eric.
The tabloid reporter gulped. Getting Eric’ s gossip was more explosive than any of those showbiz gossips.
Once this bold idea surfaced, the reporter lost his sanity.
He put the microphone and camera forward to block Eric’s path.
The reporter was really risking his life.
When Eric heard this question, he paused for two seconds.
He then lifted his eyes and stared at the tabloid reporter. His tone was vicious.
“Do I need to report to you where I’m going?”
The tabloid reporter was scared. Just as he was just about to speak, Eric kicked the camera that was blocking his way.
His eyes were gloomy and indifferent, with bitter anger that turned people away from him. He did not care what the consequences of offending the reporter would be.
Everyone was so frightened that they could not help but step back.
They were all afraid that their cameras would get implicated since the equipment was expensive. It was like their lives.
Eric’s eyes coldly swept over the people in front of him. His thin lips parted slightly.
“Get out, all of you!”
