The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress chapter 30

Early morning.

Nicole opened her eyes in the warm morning light. It felt so cozy and mellow that she curled her lips into a sweet smile. Someone knocked on the door right on time. A maid asked in a soft voice, “Miss, are you awake?“

Hearing this, Nicole answered in a lazy voice, “Mm…

come in.“

Last night, Grant’s driver brought her to the Stanton mansion.

Two maids pushed in a huge clothing rack and spoke respectfully, “Miss, these are the clothes prepared especially for you. Master and Eldest Young Master are waiting for you in the dining hall.“

Nicole was slightly shocked. ‘Dad is so extra…I bet he wanted to buy out all my favorite brands so that I ‘m the only one who can wear them…’

There were several pieces of the same style in different colors. Although there was no logo, Nicole could tell from the familiar workmanship and fabric that these were from Prada’s private collection.

Some of them were this season’s latest limited edition pieces, so they were invaluable.

She certainly had to adapt to this kind of luxury lifestyle again. “Alright, you guys may leave.“

a little black dress that was chic and tasteful and paired it with

the dining hall, Floyd and Grant Stanton were sitting at the

daughter, he smiled with squinted eyes. “My baby’s

turned to look at Nicole

ran out of Tattle Bar butt naked last night. Even though he covered his face, he was still recognized. Old Master Ludwig dragged him back home to punish him early this morning. The Ludwigs are now busy dealing with the

and walked over to sit down. “He was

compared t o my baby? Do whatever you want, Princess.“

bites of breakfast, Nicole took Grant’s car

her office, Logan was standing at the door

President, Samantha Lindt came here early in the morning. She’s

there any news from J&L?“ “I’ve already contacted the President of J&L Corporation, Gerard Lichman. He

up an appointment then.“ “Yes,

open, she saw that Samantha was spinning leisurely in her chair, seemingly enjoying herself. For

Nicole. She hurriedly stood up and looked at Logan reproachfully.

walked over. “Ms. Lindt, since you like this chair so much, it’s yours. Logan, send it to Ms.

“Yes, ma’am.“

mean anything else. There’s no need

cold. “I’m a germaphobe, so I

Nicole. She secretly cursed Nicole in her heart and thought, ‘She slept her way into this position, so

did you come in here?“ Nicole glanced