The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The divorced billionaire heiress Chapter 30

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.“

then randomly picked a little black dress that was chic

Floyd and Grant Stanton were sitting at

smiled with squinted eyes. “My baby’s

at Nicole

his face, he was still recognized. Old Master Ludwig dragged him back home to punish him early this morning. The Ludwigs are now

over to sit

whatever you want, Princess.“ Floyd Stanton doted on Nicole and gave her a

bites of breakfast, Nicole took Grant’s car to the

office, Logan was standing at the door waiting

in the morning.

“I’ve already contacted the President of J&L Corporation, Gerard Lichman. He proposed to have a talk

up an appointment then.“ “Yes,

the door open, she saw that Samantha was spinning leisurely in her chair, seemingly enjoying herself. For a moment, the atmosphere in the office

up and looked at Logan reproachfully. “Why didn’t you inform me that the Vice President is

chair so much, it’s yours. Logan, send it to Ms. Lindt’s office

“Yes, ma’am.“

mean anything else. There’s no need to

the sofa. Her eyes were cold. “I’m a germaphobe, so I won’t sit on

heart and thought, ‘She slept her way into this position, so what

did you come

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