The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss novel Chapter 811

Eric’s features were deep as he inclined his head to look at Mitchell.
“Is Nathaniel cooperating?”

“Yes, Young Master Nathaniel is very cooperative. He just has one request, which is for you to help hide his matter…”
Mitchell did not expect that Nathaniel was so determined to make a personal appearance in the entertainment industry that he even gave up on exploration.

Nathaniel liked that woman so much that he was not willing to expose her identity to the public.
That was because once netizens dug up their past, their relationship would most likely end there.
Eric sneered.

“Alright, but if he dares to stab me in the back, I’ll get that woman to remarry Keith.”
Mitchell replied, “Yes, sir…” This was really torturing!
Nathaniel would most probably go crazy after he heard it.

Eric rubbed his glabella. Toto came up from the side. “Mr. Ferguson, does Ms. Stanton like that gift?”
“Find more gifts for her. There will always be one that she likes!”

Toto was shocked by this bold statement, but he later felt very impressed.
There was really no reason for Eric Ferguson to not be able to chase a woman.
Something flashed in Mitchell’s mind. He immediately spoke.

”President… Ms. Stanton just transferred a sum of money.”

After that, the office fell into silence.

Mitchell felt that his scalp was tingling. His words were like throwing a bucket of cold water on those two passionate people.
However, Mitchell had no other choice. He could not possibly swallow the huge sum of 550 million privately.

Toto gave him a blank look before he turned to Eric with a smile.
“Mr. Ferguson, maybe Ms. Stanton liked it too much and found an excuse to keep it…”
What a far-fetched reason.

Did Nicole Stanton still need an excuse if she wanted to keep something?
She obviously just hates him.

Eric’s black eyes were extraordinarily deep, silent, and cold.

“Let’s have a meeting.”

After Nicole went back, she got the driver to send Logan home.
Nicole slowly walked around the yard with her cane.

The butler said, “The floor is slippery, so let’s go for a walk in the living room. It’s warm there.”
Nicole thought it made sense, so she followed him inside.

Before Nicole reached the door, she heard the sound of laughter.
It sounded like Julie was here. “Jules?”
Julie answered and poked her head out of the kitchen. “Lil N, Uncle Floyd is cooking personally…”
Nicole raised her eyebrows. “Really?”