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, Is

though Clayton found five or six bodyguards to fight with him on a break, but Eric was a hard-bone, hard-hearted

was not willing to be beaten

strength, and he kept

at this time, he was really embarrassed. He was exhausted and had bruises

and gentleness were in stark contrast to

dim light, Clayton suddenly raised his eyes and stared at

“When Nicole was bullied, you stayed

and then clenched his fists. Every word of

moved, and his whole body was tense in pain:

she treats me, she is also my family. Compared

he Did not say a word. It

ordinary, does she have nine lives? Eric, in fact, the reason why you lose is not because you gave up her countless times, but because You always have an out of time

Eric finished speaking, his expression changed

and he was extremely happy when he saw his

is crueler than killing

his clothes: “Mr. Ferguson, I will put you at the dock and let your people pick you up.

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

Nicole hear any negative news about

her heart, he will

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

have a family. I’m a serious businessman. I can’t get my hands

eyes swept away, his eyes fell on Eric, and he said meaningfully: “Mr. Ferguson, you did everything possible to pull the Stanton family into the quagmire, do you

An inexplicable sentence.

Eric’s whole body stiff for

That moment.

was so cold that it could freeze the

Eric understood. But he didn’t expect, how could

hid so

show: “I didn’t expect

frowned, “How could

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

eyes tightened and

told you that?” he said

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

speaking, he turned around and walked

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