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?”

breathing heavily:

found five or six bodyguards to fight with him on

willing to be beaten without his

drained his strength, and he kept

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

and gentleness were in stark

and stared at him

you stayed out

and then clenched his fists. Every word of Clayton poked at

and his whole body was tense in pain: “What

bad she treats me, she is also my family. Compared with Nicole, my mother has no use value. They

Did not say a word. It

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

finished speaking, his expression changed a

eyes fell on him and he was extremely happy when he saw his

is crueler than killing

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

wasn’t that he didn’t dare. Afraid of

Nicole hear any negative

her heart, he

and looked at

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

on Eric, and he said meaningfully: “Mr. Ferguson,

An inexplicable sentence.

it made Eric’s whole body stiff for a moment, and

That moment.

other, the air was so cold that it could

Eric understood. But he didn’t expect, how could Clayton know about that

clearly hid so

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

frowned, “How

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 along the

and

told you that?” he said

Clayton chuckled lightly: “Guess.”

Clayton finished speaking, he turned around and walked

made Eric feel