The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss novel Chapter 927

Read Chapter 927 of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat

Although Eric wanted to kill Toto, he had to admit that what Toto said was quite reasonable.
However, he still felt that something was wrong.

Eric’s cold and stern eyes glared at Toto. He said in a deep and indifferent voice, “Then what do we do now?”
Toto said, “You have to call Mitchell back!”

Eric looked at him sharply, remaining silent.

No one dared to threaten him like this before, much less for an assistant.
Toto said, “As far as I know, Ms. Stanton is much more polite to Mitchell than she is to you…”
That was true.

Eric’s face was dark as he clenched his teeth.

Toto said, “It’s better to keep Mitchell as a messenger…”

After a long time, Eric snorted coldly. “Fine. Deduct his bonus for one year and drag him back.”
“You’re truly the kindest domineering president I’ve ever seen!”

Toto’s back was covered in a cold sweat. He really felt like his legs were about to give out. Eric’s eyes were extremely frightening.
If Toto had to persist for one second longer, he would not have been able to force a smile.
’Mitchell, oh Mitchell. My non-blood-related cousin. You have to work hard!’

Eric stood up with cold eyes and walked upstairs with his long legs. His expression was dark.
“You better make sure you’re useful, or you should worry about what will happen to you next.”
Mitchell’s ability and loyalty were unquestionable.

Eric knew that very well after using him for a few years.
However, Ferguson Corporation never lacked people with ability and loyalty. Mitchell was not irreplaceable.
Nevertheless, it was fine to keep him since Eric was used to him. It might be inconvenient if he suddenly replaced Mitchell.
Toto called Mitchell with trembling hands and talked to him about this matter. Mitchell thanked him and hung up the phone.

Mitchell took his already packed personal belongings out of the storage box and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he hurriedly sent what he had just investigated to Eric.
He added a sentence. “Thank you for giving me a chance, Mr. Ferguson. I won’t let you down!”

Eric looked at Mitchell’s message speechlessly and ignored it, then clicked on the file he sent over.
His face turned ugly and sunken at once.

According to the document, several apartments where Nicole often lived had been listed for rent. Even the tenant information was clearly checked.
Eric’s eyes suddenly darkened, deep and cold, as the waves rose.
Was she trying to draw the line between them? Was she that eager?

It was all because of that damned man, Clayton Sloan! He was not going to sit around and do nothing!
The next second, Mitchell sent an invitation to his phone.