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: “Nicole, Is she

though Clayton found five or six bodyguards to fight with

to be

strength, and he

Eric, and he is not weak anywhere. But now, at this time, he was really embarrassed. He was exhausted and had bruises all over his

were in stark contrast

eyes and stared

Nicole was bullied, you stayed out of it, what are you pretending

clenched his fists. Every word of Clayton poked

his whole body was tense in pain:

and resentful: “What can I do? That’s my mother, no matter how bad she treats me, she is also my family. Compared with Nicole, my mother

Did not say a word. It took all his

sneered and gritted his teeth: “So you can 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 up her countless

his expression changed

him and he was extremely happy when he saw his expression of collapse in an

is crueler

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

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

can’t let Nicole hear any negative

in her heart, he will always be

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

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

fell on Eric, and he said meaningfully: “Mr. Ferguson, you did everything possible to pull the Stanton family into the quagmire, do you want me to reveal a

An inexplicable sentence.

whole body stiff for a moment, and looked up

That moment.

other, the air was so cold that it could freeze the cold

Clayton said, Eric understood. But he didn’t expect, how

clearly hid so

watching a good show: “I didn’t expect

frowned, “How

give it or not. You think that you are smart enough to involve the Stanton family and me, and you can take

and his

that?” he

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

he turned around and

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