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The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2015

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2015

Clayton heard the words, smiled and kissed her lips. “Do you think they are good brothers and sisters with deep feelings?”

He sighed.

Not all siblings are the same as the Stanton family.

Most people value their own interests more.

Nicole wondered: “But they are brothers and sisters after all!”

And they are all mixed up on the road, and they value alliances the most. How can they kill each other?

Clayton smiled and explained: “Angie has never been a simple person. She was chosen by her father to inherit his power.

Like Caleb, like Liliana, she was not as good as her. People who have given up.

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Don’t look at her now that she doesn’t have any sense of existence, but she is much smarter than Caleb and Liliana.”

He reached out and touched her hair.

Nicole did not continue to speak, and was very confused. She didn’t want to get involved in Angie’s affairs, but she almost died in her hands, and it was really cheap for her to let her go back like this.

How nice to hand it over to the police.

Clayton saw what she was thinking and smiled: “It’s okay, she’s more dangerous beside Liliana than the police. If a dog bites a dog, it means avenging you.”

Nicole paused and did not continue. go down.

Forget it, she’s fine now anyway, Clayton will take care of everything.

There is an inexplicable trust in him.

She nodded.

The two people were relatively calm, and Clayton didn’t deliberately tell her about domestic affairs.

Liliana lost territory and power one after another, and suffered inexplicable blows many times.

He finally saw that someone was targeting him.

The most irritating thing is that most of the site is lost, but it is impossible to find out who did it.

The only thing to be happy about is that the money laundering project went very smoothly.

At the beginning, Liliana was just a small test, and then gradually increased investment, and the trick of the white wolf with empty gloves turned out to be addictive.

Simply put, he directly put all the money into it.

Eric knew the news and just smiled faintly.

Also relieved.

In such a big game, how could Liliana not be fooled?

In the Ferguson Corporation’s office.

Eric sat there with a grim expression.

Mitchell raised his eyes and looked at him. Since he brought Eric back from abroad a week ago, his face has not looked better.

There is also no mention of what happened abroad.

He vaguely felt that it had something to do with Nicole and Clayton, but he didn’t dare to mention a word.

Listening to Eric’s tone , he said in a low voice, “I see, go out.”

Mitchell pursed his lips and stood there, hesitatingly did not leave.

Eric looked wrong, lifted his eyes, and said in a cold tone: “Anything else?”

Mitchell said, “Just now, a child came and said that he was… your son.”

The voice fell.

Just looking at Eric’s expressionless face turned ashen.

He looked at him with cold eyes: “What did you say?”

Mitchell said quickly: “He came alone. There was no one else around, and he stayed downstairs all morning and refused to leave. The front desk felt that something was wrong, so he Let me go and have a look.

Mr. Ferguson, that kid, looks like you…a lot like you.”

Mitchell said the last few words with trepidation. If not, he wouldn’t dare to take the risk and report it.

Finished.

Eric’s eyes shot at him like a cold arrow, and Mitchell felt uncomfortable all over.

“Get out.”

He said coldly.

Mitchell paused, nodded, and then left quickly.

When Eric was away, Mitchell was the acting president.

But the Ferguson family’s surname is Ferguson after all, and the owner will always be Eric.

Mitchell left with a sad face.

A 3-year-old child with beautiful features was sitting there, his eyes shining brightly at him.

Mitchell did not open his mouth to let him in.

The child may have realized something, and lowered his eyes in disappointment, the light dimmed.

At just 3 years old, he learned to observe words and expressions, and he could already understand some of the reactions of adults.

The child sat there with his head down and playing with his fingers without saying a word, very aggrieved, but also very silent.

Mitchell felt a little distressed, but he sorted out his emotions and walked over with a smile: “Little boy, where are your parents, do you remember the phone number? Uncle can call someone to pick you up.”

The child raised his head and clenched his little fist tightly.

He pointed in the direction of Eric’s office and said nothing.

Mitchell frowned and coaxed patiently: “This is our boss. He is very busy and won’t see you. You have to tell me who brought you here?”

The child took out the notebook and pen, and wrote the word “Mummy” crookedly.

Mitchell paused, “Then who is your mommy?”

The little boy’s beautiful facial features were a bit tangled, and he wrote: “Angie.”

Mitchell saw it. Hit heart sank slightly. It is really the child of Eric and Angie.

At the beginning, Mr. Ferguson said at a glance that this was not his son, but now this child has beautiful features and big watery eyes that are like a copy of him.

If Eric said it wasn’t his son, he, an outsider, wouldn’t believe it. But why did Angie send her son over?

The point is, this poor child is still a mute!

Mitchell’s heart is really mixed. He knew that Eric had no feelings for Angie at all, and he could even say that he was extremely disgusted.

But the child is innocent no matter what.

It would be cruel to throw this child out and let him live on the streets.

He paused and could only speak: “Wait here. Whether he wants to recognize you or not, uncle said it doesn’t matter.”

The child retracted his hand sensitively and sat there, looking eagerly at the door of Eric’s office.

His eyes are both anticipation and fear.

Mitchell did not hesitate and returned to his office. There was nothing he could do.

He didn’t expect that Mr. Ferguson’s first son was a mute.

Stanton Corporation.

When Grant came out of the meeting, Logan greeted him: “Mr. Stanton, the project we cooperated with Ferguson Corporation can already be closed, but we may be detected by the relevant departments once we start and Ferguson Corporation has already passed it on. The news, let us be short.”

Because the matter was important, Logan felt that something was wrong, so he told Grant in time.

Grant paused, his face indifferent.

By now, he already knew Eric’s purpose.

Coupled with the assistance of Mr. Jenson, it is not without reason that the project reached the Stanton family so smoothly.

He responded and looked out of the window with complicated eyes: “What’s going on in South Africa?”

Logan paused, “Mr. Stanton, someone made a move before we did, and all the forces in South Africa were destroyed. There are very few left, and those who reported or attacked were precisely aimed at Liliana.

You talked to Mr. Jenson, did he do it ahead of time?”

Grant chuckled: “It wasn’t him, it wouldn’t be Eric, The two will only take care of themselves, without hurting their own interests. They will not take action.”

“Who would that be?”

“My brother-in-law…

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The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2015

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2015

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2015 Clayton heard the words, smiled and kissed her lips. “Do you think they are good brothers and sisters with deep feelings?” He sighed. Not all siblings are the same as the Stanton family. Most people value their own interests more. Nicole wondered: “But they are brothers and sisters after all!” And they are all mixed up on the road, and they value alliances the most. How can they kill each other? Clayton smiled and explained: “Angie has never been a simple person. She was chosen by her father to inherit his power. Like Caleb, like Liliana, she was not as good as her. People who have given up. Show your love with a Little Donation. Click Here Don’t look at her now that she doesn’t have any sense of existence, but she is much smarter than Caleb and Liliana.” He reached out and touched her hair. Nicole did not continue to speak, and was very confused. She didn’t want to get involved in Angie’s affairs, but she almost died in her hands, and it was really cheap for her to let her go back like this. How nice to hand it over to the police. Clayton saw what she was thinking and smiled: “It’s okay, she’s more dangerous beside Liliana than the police. If a dog bites a dog, it means avenging you.” Nicole paused and did not continue. go down. Forget it, she’s fine now anyway, Clayton will take care of everything. There is an inexplicable trust in him. She nodded. The two people were relatively calm, and Clayton didn’t deliberately tell her about domestic affairs. Liliana lost territory and power one after another, and suffered inexplicable blows many times. He finally saw that someone was targeting him. The most irritating thing is that most of the site is lost, but it is impossible to find out who did it. The only thing to be happy about is that the money laundering project went very smoothly. At the beginning, Liliana was just a small test, and then gradually increased investment, and the trick of the white wolf with empty gloves turned out to be addictive. Simply put, he directly put all the money into it. Eric knew the news and just smiled faintly. Also relieved. In such a big game, how could Liliana not be fooled? In the Ferguson Corporation’s office. Eric sat there with a grim expression. Mitchell raised his eyes and looked at him. Since he brought Eric back from abroad a week ago, his face has not looked better. There is also no mention of what happened abroad. He vaguely felt that it had something to do with Nicole and Clayton, but he didn’t dare to mention a word. Listening to Eric’s tone , he said in a low voice, “I see, go out.” Mitchell pursed his lips and stood there, hesitatingly did not leave. Eric looked wrong, lifted his eyes, and said in a cold tone: “Anything else?” Mitchell said, “Just now, a child came and said that he was… your son.” The voice fell. Just looking at Eric’s expressionless face turned ashen. He looked at him with cold eyes: “What did you say?” Mitchell said quickly: “He came alone. There was no one else around, and he stayed downstairs all morning and refused to leave. The front desk felt that something was wrong, so he Let me go and have a look. Mr. Ferguson, that kid, looks like you…a lot like you.” Mitchell said the last few words with trepidation. If not, he wouldn’t dare to take the risk and report it. Finished. Eric’s eyes shot at him like a cold arrow, and Mitchell felt uncomfortable all over. “Get out.” He said coldly. Mitchell paused, nodded, and then left quickly. When Eric was away, Mitchell was the acting president. But the Ferguson family’s surname is Ferguson after all, and the owner will always be Eric. Mitchell left with a sad face. A 3-year-old child with beautiful features was sitting there, his eyes shining brightly at him. Mitchell did not open his mouth to let him in. The child may have realized something, and lowered his eyes in disappointment, the light dimmed. At just 3 years old, he learned to observe words and expressions, and he could already understand some of the reactions of adults. The child sat there with his head down and playing with his fingers without saying a word, very aggrieved, but also very silent. Mitchell felt a little distressed, but he sorted out his emotions and walked over with a smile: “Little boy, where are your parents, do you remember the phone number? Uncle can call someone to pick you up.” The child raised his head and clenched his little fist tightly. He pointed in the direction of Eric’s office and said nothing. Mitchell frowned and coaxed patiently: “This is our boss. He is very busy and won’t see you. You have to tell me who brought you here?” The child took out the notebook and pen, and wrote the word “Mummy” crookedly. Mitchell paused, “Then who is your mommy?” The little boy’s beautiful facial features were a bit tangled, and he wrote: “Angie.” Mitchell saw it. Hit heart sank slightly. It is really the child of Eric and Angie. At the beginning, Mr. Ferguson said at a glance that this was not his son, but now this child has beautiful features and big watery eyes that are like a copy of him. If Eric said it wasn’t his son, he, an outsider, wouldn’t believe it. But why did Angie send her son over? The point is, this poor child is still a mute! Mitchell’s heart is really mixed. He knew that Eric had no feelings for Angie at all, and he could even say that he was extremely disgusted. But the child is innocent no matter what. It would be cruel to throw this child out and let him live on the streets. He paused and could only speak: “Wait here. Whether he wants to recognize you or not, uncle said it doesn’t matter.” The child retracted his hand sensitively and sat there, looking eagerly at the door of Eric’s office. His eyes are both anticipation and fear. Mitchell did not hesitate and returned to his office. There was nothing he could do. He didn’t expect that Mr. Ferguson’s first son was a mute. … Stanton Corporation. When Grant came out of the meeting, Logan greeted him: “Mr. Stanton, the project we cooperated with Ferguson Corporation can already be closed, but we may be detected by the relevant departments once we start and Ferguson Corporation has already passed it on. The news, let us be short.” Because the matter was important, Logan felt that something was wrong, so he told Grant in time. Grant paused, his face indifferent. By now, he already knew Eric’s purpose. Coupled with the assistance of Mr. Jenson, it is not without reason that the project reached the Stanton family so smoothly. He responded and looked out of the window with complicated eyes: “What’s going on in South Africa?” Logan paused, “Mr. Stanton, someone made a move before we did, and all the forces in South Africa were destroyed. There are very few left, and those who reported or attacked were precisely aimed at Liliana. You talked to Mr. Jenson, did he do it ahead of time?” Grant chuckled: “It wasn’t him, it wouldn’t be Eric, The two will only take care of themselves, without hurting their own interests. They will not take action.” “Who would that be?” “My brother-in-law…

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