The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss novel Chapter 802

Old Master Ferguson only dared to make some small moves within Ferguson Corporation, so Eric did not care about it at all.
Eric knew that the Old Master would not dare to make a big deal out of it because if it reached the media, the image and prestige of Ferguson Corporation would be ruined. However, Eric fell for it because if the media found out, then as the President of Ferguson Corporation, he would not be able to step down. That was worth the headache for him. Toto was worried. What if Eric was removed from his position?

“Mr. Ferguson, we should have prepared earlier. Isn’t Old Master Ferguson your grandfather? He’s too dark. How can he collude with outsiders to create trouble for you? Is he old and confused…?” Eric’s face was dark and sullen. He did not make a sound. Mitchell coughed heavily on the side, interrupting Toto’s insensitive words.

“Chairman Ferguson is still the Chairman of Ferguson Corporation until he resigns,” Mitchell emphasized. Mitchell was always very cautious. Before the dust settles, they should not let their guard down. Even after the dust settles, a change could happen too.

Mitchell has been by Eric’s side for so many years and has never implicated Eric because of his negligence. He was truly worthy of being Ferguson Corporation’s best secretary.

Toto did not understand these and only thought that rich families were too complicated. It was not easy for Eric to be in his position.
It was not easy to earn money, and it was certainly not easy to be the president of a company. Eric’s slender fingers knocked on the desk and pondered for a moment. “Is the person who sends the documents still going every day?” Mitchell nodded. “Yes, Old Master Ferguson was quite angry at first and scolded him. Later, he just tore up the documents. His emotions still seem to be stable.” “Stable, huh?” Eric did not believe it at all.

How could the old and cunning Old Master Ferguson be emotionally stable? Mitchell was talking when his phone suddenly rang, he looked at it with a calm gaze. “President, Nathaniel Ferguson is here. He’s at the door…”

No one dared to stop him with his rampant nature. Whoever messed with him would be unlucky. Eric’s gaze was sunken as he looked at the door. In the next second, Nathaniel barged in. “Uncle Eric, I’ve come to see you!”