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 a white blazer before she walked out

Grant Stanton were sitting

his daughter, he smiled with squinted eyes. “My

turned to look at Nicole and

dragged him back home to punish him early this morning. The Ludwigs

shoulders and walked over to sit down. “He

Do whatever you want, Princess.“ Floyd

of breakfast,

was standing at the door waiting

here early in the morning. She’s now waiting for you in your

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

up an appointment

pushed the door open, she saw that Samantha was spinning leisurely in her chair,

saw Nicole. She hurriedly stood up and looked at Logan reproachfully. “Why

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

“Yes, ma’am.“

don’t mean anything else. There’s no

end of the sofa. Her eyes were cold. “I’m a germaphobe, so I won’t sit on a chair that someone else has

was rebuffed, so she glared fiercely at Nicole. She secretly cursed Nicole in her heart and thought, ‘She slept her way into this position, so

Lindt, why did you come in here?“ Nicole