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?”

paused, breathing heavily: “Nicole,

or six bodyguards to fight with him

was not willing to be

drained his strength,

anywhere. But now, at this time, he was

and gentleness were in

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

was bullied, you stayed out of it, what

while and then clenched his fists. Every word of

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

how bad she treats me, she is also my family. Compared with Nicole, my mother has no use value. They can kill this ordinary woman at will, but they will not kill

Did not say a word. It took all his

have nine lives? Eric, in fact, the reason why you lose is not because you gave up her countless times,

speaking, his

fell on him and he was extremely happy when he saw his expression of

is crueler

dock and let your people pick you up. In the future, don’t be

It wasn’t that he didn’t dare. Afraid

can’t let Nicole hear any negative news about

perfect husband in her heart, he will always be

head, and looked at

believe me? I’m different from you. I have a family.

Eric, and he said meaningfully: “Mr. Ferguson, you did

An inexplicable sentence.

made Eric’s whole body stiff for a moment, and looked up at him

That moment.

was so cold that it could freeze the cold

he didn’t

clearly hid so

smiled, as if watching a good show: “I didn’t expect it, I knew it from

“How could

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

eyes tightened and his breathing

told you that?”

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

Clayton finished speaking, he turned around and

light blurred and elongated his figure, but it made Eric feel a chill in his heart.