Read Chapter 1316 of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat

Clayton looked up and glanced at his assistant.
The assistant nodded and went out sensibly, leaving ample space for the two people.
Clayton stood up and brewed tea for himself.
The water was boiling, and the fragrance of the tea lingered.
Clayton looked at him for a moment in a trance before suddenly laughing. He lowered his head and laughed at himself.
Quavon’s lips twitched.
“What are you laughing at? Do you want me to get down on my knees and beg you?”
Quavon refused to bow to his bastard son, especially an outcast who he had abandoned.

Clayton’s eyes flashed slightly. With his back to the light, Clayton looked at Quavon and spoke in a cold and calm tone.
“I went to Mediania and met countless people. I wondered countless times. Why me?”
Ouavon frowned and stared at him. Clayton’s tone was very light.
“Why was I born as your son? Why was I born as your illegitimate son?”
”You’re still dwelling on that matter?
“It’s already a blessing for you to be born as my son. After your mother died, I brought you back to the Sloan family. I gave you an identity, clothed, and fed you. What more do you want?”
Quavon snorted coldly, extremely disdainful.

somewhat desolate and envious. “No, it’s my bad luck to end up

so angry he almost slapped the table and got u Clayton’s

I always felt that gain and loss were a balanced scale. However, after I went to Mediania, I started to

“Who?” Quavon spoke with a cold snort.

“The Stanton family.”

his head and quickly hid his

Stanton family. He could not forget what Nicole had done to Isaac, nor could he forget Nicole’s triumphant expression as she stood in front of him at the airport when he left for Liberty. Quavon felt like his ego was being crushed. A little girl like that actually made him panic. Ouavon did not want to admit that this girl was much stronger than Isaac. Clayton raised his

their own fields. This is what a normal family should be

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