The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 2009

Clayton frowned, nodded, and glanced at the bodyguard next to him with a grim expression: “Sergio, take good care of Madam Stanton.”

Sergio nodded solemnly: “Yes, Mr. Sloan.”

Clayton followed the captain down Walk, went down the steps and then went up the elevator.

The elevator went directly underground.

Due to historical reasons, many hospitals have air-raid shelters under them, and some of them are secretly hidden.

Clayton took people directly over, and there were many men in black standing at the door.

When they saw Clayton, they were extremely respectful, and they all bowed their heads.

Clayton walked directly to the innermost dark room: “Open the door.”

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The bodyguard next to him did not hesitate and immediately opened the door.

Clayton entered. It was dark and damp. The light was shaking and the vent was buzzing which was due to years of disrepair.

The man inside was curled up on the ground, but there was still a fierceness in his eyes.

It’s just the blood that vaguely seeps out of his body, and it looks a little wild and decadent.

Clayton walked over, squatted down, looked down at him. He looked at him coldly, and said in a low voice, “Mr. Ferguson, are you alright?”

Eric moved, his breathing was a little heavy and his thin lips were slightly pursed. The outline on his face was tough and sharp, and his eyes looked at Clayton gloomily: “I can’t die.”

Clayton smiled.

“That’s good.” A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

When Grant called, Clayton deliberately mentioned his identity, just because he didn’t want him to be impatient.

This time it finally fell into his hands, but he couldn’t do anything, how could he be reconciled?

Clayton’s face was calm and undisturbed, and the coldness and sharpness in the bottom of his eyes were undisguised.

“Mr. Ferguson, do you regret it?”

heavily:

with him on a

to be

strength, and he kept

Eric, and he is not weak anywhere. But now, at this time, he

and gentleness were in stark

raised his eyes and stared at him coldly: “Why do you deserve

tone was extremely cold: “When Nicole was bullied, you stayed out of it, what are

while and then clenched his fists. Every word of

throat moved, and his whole body was tense in pain: “What can

paused and repeated it, depressed and resentful: “What can I do? That’s my mother, no matter how bad she treats me, she is also my family.

he Did not say a word. It took all his

let Nicole die. Do you think she is not ordinary, does she have nine lives? Eric, in fact, the reason why you lose is not because you gave

his expression changed a

was extremely happy when he saw his expression of

crueler

clothes: “Mr. Ferguson, I will put you at the dock and let your people pick you up. In the future, don’t be

move Eric. It wasn’t that he didn’t dare. Afraid

can’t let Nicole hear any negative news about himself

husband in her heart, he will always

raised his head, and looked at him with deep eyes: “Let

I’m different from you. I have a family. I’m a serious businessman.

a fox. His eyes swept away, his eyes fell on Eric, and he said meaningfully: “Mr. Ferguson, you did

An inexplicable sentence.

whole body stiff for a moment, and looked up at

That moment.

was so cold that it could freeze

But he didn’t expect, how could Clayton know about

clearly hid so

“I didn’t expect it, I knew it

frowned, “How

it’s up to me to decide whether to give it or not. You think that you are smart enough to involve the Stanton family and me, and you can take care of me

and his

that?” he said

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

speaking, he turned around

figure, but it made Eric feel a chill in his heart. He breathed hard, because