Chapter 2016
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Clayton will not hesitate to crack down on any attempt to hurt Nicole danger.
Because Nicole is his interest.
Grant paused, âIn order to avoid the counterattack, we will send additional personnel to protect
Stantonâs house, and no one should approach it.â
âYes.â
â¦â¦
Ferguson Corporation.
Eric was very annoyed when he received a call from Keith.
âIs something wrong?â
âMaster Ferguson, how long have you been out for a drink? Come to the bar for a drinkâ¦â
Eric: âIâm not free.â
Keith said: âI heard that Auntie came back, and sister Ingrid still didnât come back. I just learned that
she has returned to Liberty, come on!â
Eric frowned and hung up immediately. He got up and went outside. As soon as he went out, he didnât
take a few steps.
Suddenly, there was a clack of trivial footsteps behind him.
He was stunned and looked back.
A child who was not even at his knees stood there in white and tender, raised his head and looked up
at him, stretched out his hand and pulled his fingers, looking at him eagerly.
Eric frowned, suddenly remembering Mitchellâs words.
That childâ¦
He threw off the childâs hand suddenly, his face showing disgust:
âWho sent you? Go back.â
He still remembered the first time he saw this little child, it was dark, and at first glance it was not his
son.
But he was relieved. Not his son is better.
But he didnât expect that the child standing here looked so much like him!
He didnât like the Child and Angie. He knew the origin of the child at once.
Unexpectedly, Angie really delivered the child.
Isnât she at Claytonâs place?
Clayton was willing to let her go?
Ericâs brows were cold and stern, and his thoughts flashed a little unpleasantly.
But in the next second, the little child took his hand tremblingly, and looked at him with caution and
anticipation.
Eric was upset, who knew if Angie had found a child who looked like him to fool him?
He shook off the childâs hand again and said in a cold tone, âWait here.â
He went directly to Mitchellâs office. Seeing that it was Eric, Mitchell stood up immediately: âMr.
Ferguson.â
âTake that child to me for a paternity test.â
He didnât believe Angie.
Mitchell paused, âYes.â
Eric turned around and left, and Mitchell quickly followed.
The child stood there alone, carrying a large schoolbag, low and silent.
Mitchell followed Eric and said in a low voice,
âMr. Ferguson, he⦠doesnât seem to be able to speak.â
Eric paused. His face changed slightly.
When he looked at the child, his eyebrows tightened slightly.
He paused and didnât take another look, and walked out silently.
The child looked at him eagerly, and his two calves ran after him, but he couldnât catch up at all.
The childâs eyes were red and he was about to cry.
Mitchell picked him up from behind:
âLetâs go.â
The child hugged Mitchellâs neck sensible, holding back tears.
In a private hospital.
That was Ericâs old friend. After the blood was drawn, the doctor glanced at him and the child and
smiled: âCongratulationsâ¦â
Eric pursed his lips and looked unhappy: âItâs too early to say.â
After speaking, he turned around and left, ignoring Mitchell and the child.
The doctor looked sideways at the child and raised his eyebrows: âIs it early? Mr. Fergusonâs genes are
so powerful that the paternity test is unnecessary, right?â
Mitchell smiled shyly, and when he finished drawing blood from the child, he brought left.
In the bar.
Keith and several people had already drank a lot.
Seeing Eric come in, everyone asked him to punish himself for three cups.
Eric didnât make any excuses either.
Keith walked over and patted his shoulder.
There was deafening music outside. Fortunately, the sound insulation effect was good, and the noise
from the outside could not be heard in the box.
âMaster Ferguson, I heard what happened some time ago? Do you need help?â
Eric didnât say a word.
Someone said, âHe wasnât frightened, right?â
Ericâs eyes flickered slightly, and his face darkened a bit: âNo.â
Itâs just that she was placed in a secret place by him, no one knew about her, and he added more
manpower.
Quinn also knew that she was afraid, and she stopped a lot if she didnât walk out the door.
Keith touched his glass lightly and smiled.
âThatâs good.â
âHave you seen Ingrid?â
Eric was straightforward.
Keith drank it: âI saw her at the airport. She was carrying a little boy around three years old by her side,
andâ¦â
âAnd what?â
Eric frowned, his face ugly.
That little boy around three years old should be the one who appeared in the Ferguson Corporation.
It was Ingrid who brought people back?
Ericâs chest became even more stuffy and extremely cold.
âAnd sheâs also very big, like four or five months old. Sheâs pregnant, you know?â
Keith said in a low voice. After all, Ingrid is not married yet. let go.
Finished.
Ericâs face was ugly and livid to the naked eye.
A gloomy chill enveloped the whole person.
âPregnant?â
Eric gritted his teeth, feeling a few uncontrollable anger in his heart.
Fiercely â¦
Ingrid, the idiot, the brain is really gnawed by dogs!
Sheâs pregnant with a baby boy!
He was shaking with rage.
No wonder she didnât go back to Fergusonâs house when she returned to Liberty.
Keith pursed his lips, âI read that right, and youâd better go and find her. There is no one else around
her. Itâs easy to have an accident when she is pregnant alone.â
Eric closed his eyes, and the whole person was shrouded in darkness.
He tried to walk up, but there was always a hand pulling him into the abyss.
âI know, thanks.â
Eric put down his wine glass, stood up, and walked away.
Another buddy saw this: âmaster Ferguson, donât you drink anymore?â
Eric didnât answer and left.
Keith smiled: âHe is in charge of everything, itâs not that we donât know.â
As soon as Eric went out, he took out his phone.
âIngrid is back, she sent that child here, she must be nearby, look for it, look for it immediately!â
Eric took a deep breath and lit a cigarette, trying to calm himself down.
Unfortunately, to no avail.
Early that night.
Mitchellcai called and said, âMr. Ferguson, I found Miss Ingrid. She is living in a small apartment under
her name.â
âUnderstood, Iâll go right now.â
Eric got up from the bed, changed his clothes, his face was cold Shen pushed the door open and left.
When Ingrid heard the knock on the door, she ignored it.
But the knocking continued, and it was loud and affected her rest, She could only get up and open the
door.
The moment she saw Eric, her expression changed and she subconsciously wanted to close the door,
but the person behind Eric had already blocked the door.
âElder brotherâ¦â¦â