Ch. 2381..2390

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2381--Seeing that Kai and Nicole were about to quarrel again, Clayton rubbed his temples helplessly and took Nicole's hand.

"Okay, okay... We'll pick Julie up along the way. Hasn’t it been a long time since you've seen her? You can take this opportunity to talk to her!"

"My brother-in-law is still the best! Thanks! I'll go home and wait for her then!"

Kai stood up, sent a message to Julie, and left without hesitation.

Fischer saw that Kai was leaving and took advantage of the situation to win the game.

He jumped in excitement.

Clayton looked at the boy with a stern expression and said in a warm and deep voice, "Go upstairs and sleep."

Fischer nodded excitedly and did not dare to talk back to Clayton. He was happy with winning the game once.

Nicole watched as Floyd came down from the study and smiled at him.

"Dad, we'll get going then."

"It's so late. Why don't you stay for the night and leave tomorrow?"

"Third Brother is slacking off and wants us to pick Julie up on his behalf, so we should get going."

'That little brat!"

Floyd did not insist and said, "Drive safe then."

"Goodbye, Dad! Goodnight.”

Clayton smiled and nodded, then took Nicole's hand and left.

Chatty did not go with them because she had more people to play with in the mansion and had more freedom here.

The driver was waiting for them outside.

Kai's car had long since disappeared.

He fled faster than a rabbit.

Nicole called Julie when she arrived at the lobby of the club where Julie had a social engagement.

Julie did not reply for a while because she did not have time to look at her phone.

After waiting for ten minutes, Nicole vaguely saw a group of people coming out.

Clayton was sitting near the door, so Nicole urged him to lower the window and call out to Julie.

However, Clayton could not bring himself to do such a thing.

He just lowered the car window and looked outside helplessly before he turned back to Nicole.

The driver noticed this and did his best to call out to Julie. He lowered the window and waved his hand.

"Ms. Nixon, your ride is here..."

The driver's voice immediately attracted that group of people.

It also rescued Clayton from this awkward situation.

Due to this, Clayton decided to give the driver a raise.

Julie and the others heard the driver.

When the others saw Clayton sitting in the back seat, they looked tense and hurriedly said something to Julie.

Julie looked to be in a dilemma as she glanced in the direction of the car, but she was too shy to refuse them.

She said a few words to the person next to her and walked over.

"You guys came quite quickly. Mr. Sloan, the people over there want to come over to say hello to you. Is it convenient for you?"

Julie glanced at Nicole and raised her eyebrows.

Needless to say, even though Nicole was not up for it, she would not want to put Julie on the spot in front of outsiders.

However, Clayton was different.

That was why Julie hesitated so much.

Clayton glanced at the people over there. His eyes were a little dark, and there was no emotion on his face, but he did not look interested.

However, he still turned his head and glanced at Nicole.

Nicole nodded and said, "Sure. They're just coming over to say hello. We won't have to get out of the car, right?"

Julie laughed. "Of course not!"

With that said, Julie turned around and waved at the others.

The four people on the side hurried over.

One of the women also walked over slowly.

The group was quite far away from the car, so Nicole could not see their faces clearly. The woman who was snuggling up to a man clearly had an unusual relationship with him.

When they got closer, Nicole recognized that woman to be Kira.

Nicole sat on the other side, in the dark. If she did not speak, the people outside would not know that she was there.

She also did not intend to speak.

The man outside had too much to drink and reeked of alcohol.

He was wearing a suit, and his face was flushed. Even so, he still stood there respectfully next to the car and greeted Clayton.

"Mr. Sloan, it's such a coincidence that I can meet you here!"

"Yeah. Mr. Sloan, I’ve made several appointments with your secretary before this, but it's a pity that I didn’t get to book your time..."

Clayton had a detached and indifferent smile on his face. He looked polite as he replied, 'That's a pity. I want to spend more time with my family and don't prioritize my work so much anymore. But it's all the same if you talk to Roland about business. I can let him know about it, then you can go directly to him."

If they could not find Clayton, they could look for Roland.

However, Roland also had a busy schedule.

This was a pleasant surprise to the man outside.

'That's great! Thank you, Mr. Sloan."

Clayton nodded slightly and did not even glance at the woman standing behind the man. He just looked at Julie and asked, "Julie, do you want to get in the car?"

Julie nodded, said goodbye to the group, and went around to the passenger seat.

The car engine started.

The two people outside had already stepped back and politely said goodbye.

However, before the car window was rolled up, Kira suddenly took a step forward and firmly grasped the car window. She looked miserable and unwilling.

"Boss, it's me! Boss, please let me go back and work with you. I will definitely change myself. I'm willing to do anything..."

Kira shouted with a pleading tone.

The people outside were shocked and looked at each other.

Clayton glanced at the driver indifferently and instructed, " Drive."

He did not hesitate to wind up the car window.

In the end, there was barely a gap in the window, but Kira still refused to let go.

It was as if she was testing Clayton to see if he would be soft-hearted.

The window squeezed Kira's fingers, and the driver stepped on the accelerator. Finally, Kira could not take the pain and retracted her hand.

The car was far gone as if it was afraid that it would be stained with some garbage that could not be shaken off.

Kira's eyes were red, and she watched the car drive away in despair.

She bit her lower lip hard.

Her fingers were raw from having a layer of skin peeled off.

Her flesh could be seen, and blood was oozing out. Her fingernails were also bruised. It was a gruesome sight.

Kira stood there trembling. She was like a boat that was completely abandoned.

The man who was with her cast her a disdainful look and said indifferently, "Why don't you open your eyes and see who he is? Even if you give yourself to him, he wouldn't want you! His wife was in the car and didn't even say a word, so we didn’t even dare to say hello to her. But you dared to seduce her husband right in front of her? You think too highly of yourself. You should take a look in the mirror."

He cursed at her harshly. "What a jinx!"

The man turned and left to look for his driver.

In the car, Julie sent Kai a message before she turned to look at the couple.

'Thanks, guys. If Kai comes, they’ll probably get another round of drinks."

Nicole smiled. "Why do you still need to participate in this kind of social engagement? If you don't have enough money, just ask Kai for it!"

Julie sighed. "It's not a matter of investment. The relationship between the people on set is just too complicated, so I can’t push this. By the way, you probably recognized Kira just now, right, Mr. Sloan?"

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2382--Seeing that Kai and Nicole were about to quarrel again, Clayton rubbed his temples helplessly and took Nicole's hand.

"Okay, okay... We'll pick Julie up along the way. Hasn’t it been a long time since you've seen her? You can take this opportunity to talk to her!"

"My brother-in-law is still the best! Thanks! I'll go home and wait for her then!"

Kai stood up, sent a message to Julie, and left without hesitation.

Fischer saw that Kai was leaving and took advantage of the situation to win the game.

He jumped in excitement.

Clayton looked at the boy with a stern expression and said in a warm and deep voice, "Go upstairs and sleep."

Fischer nodded excitedly and did not dare to talk back to Clayton. He was happy with winning the game once.

Nicole watched as Floyd came down from the study and smiled at him.

"Dad, we'll get going then."

"It's so late. Why don't you stay for the night and leave tomorrow?"

"Third Brother is slacking off and wants us to pick Julie up on his behalf, so we should get going."

'That little brat!"

Floyd did not insist and said, "Drive safe then."

"Goodbye, Dad! Goodnight.”

Clayton smiled and nodded, then took Nicole's hand and left.

Chatty did not go with them because she had more people to play with in the mansion and had more freedom here.

The driver was waiting for them outside.

Kai's car had long since disappeared.

He fled faster than a rabbit.

Nicole called Julie when she arrived at the lobby of the club where Julie had a social engagement.

Julie did not reply for a while because she did not have time to look at her phone.

After waiting for ten minutes, Nicole vaguely saw a group of people coming out.

Clayton was sitting near the door, so Nicole urged him to lower the window and call out to Julie.

However, Clayton could not bring himself to do such a thing.

He just lowered the car window and looked outside helplessly before he turned back to Nicole.

The driver noticed this and did his best to call out to Julie. He lowered the window and waved his hand.

"Ms. Nixon, your ride is here..."

The driver's voice immediately attracted that group of people.

It also rescued Clayton from this awkward situation.

Due to this, Clayton decided to give the driver a raise.

Julie and the others heard the driver.

When the others saw Clayton sitting in the back seat, they looked tense and hurriedly said something to Julie.

Julie looked to be in a dilemma as she glanced in the direction of the car, but she was too shy to refuse them.

She said a few words to the person next to her and walked over.

"You guys came quite quickly. Mr. Sloan, the people over there want to come over to say hello to you. Is it convenient for you?"

Julie glanced at Nicole and raised her eyebrows.

Needless to say, even though Nicole was not up for it, she would not want to put Julie on the spot in front of outsiders.

However, Clayton was different.

That was why Julie hesitated so much.

Clayton glanced at the people over there. His eyes were a little dark, and there was no emotion on his face, but he did not look interested.

However, he still turned his head and glanced at Nicole.

Nicole nodded and said, "Sure. They're just coming over to say hello. We won't have to get out of the car, right?"

Julie laughed. "Of course not!"

With that said, Julie turned around and waved at the others.

The four people on the side hurried over.

One of the women also walked over slowly.

The group was quite far away from the car, so Nicole could not see their faces clearly. The woman who was snuggling up to a man clearly had an unusual relationship with him.

When they got closer, Nicole recognized that woman to be Kira.

Nicole sat on the other side, in the dark. If she did not speak, the people outside would not know that she was there.

She also did not intend to speak.

The man outside had too much to drink and reeked of alcohol.

He was wearing a suit, and his face was flushed. Even so, he still stood there respectfully next to the car and greeted Clayton.

"Mr. Sloan, it's such a coincidence that I can meet you here!"

"Yeah. Mr. Sloan, I’ve made several appointments with your secretary before this, but it's a pity that I didn’t get to book your time..."

Clayton had a detached and indifferent smile on his face. He looked polite as he replied, 'That's a pity. I want to spend more time with my family and don't prioritize my work so much anymore. But it's all the same if you talk to Roland about business. I can let him know about it, then you can go directly to him."

If they could not find Clayton, they could look for Roland.

However, Roland also had a busy schedule.

This was a pleasant surprise to the man outside.

'That's great! Thank you, Mr. Sloan."

Clayton nodded slightly and did not even glance at the woman standing behind the man. He just looked at Julie and asked, "Julie, do you want to get in the car?"

Julie nodded, said goodbye to the group, and went around to the passenger seat.

The car engine started.

The two people outside had already stepped back and politely said goodbye.

However, before the car window was rolled up, Kira suddenly took a step forward and firmly grasped the car window. She looked miserable and unwilling.

"Boss, it's me! Boss, please let me go back and work with you. I will definitely change myself. I'm willing to do anything..."

Kira shouted with a pleading tone.

The people outside were shocked and looked at each other.

Clayton glanced at the driver indifferently and instructed, " Drive."

He did not hesitate to wind up the car window.

In the end, there was barely a gap in the window, but Kira still refused to let go.

It was as if she was testing Clayton to see if he would be soft-hearted.

The window squeezed Kira's fingers, and the driver stepped on the accelerator. Finally, Kira could not take the pain and retracted her hand.

The car was far gone as if it was afraid that it would be stained with some garbage that could not be shaken off.

Kira's eyes were red, and she watched the car drive away in despair.

She bit her lower lip hard.

Her fingers were raw from having a layer of skin peeled off.

Her flesh could be seen, and blood was oozing out. Her fingernails were also bruised. It was a gruesome sight.

Kira stood there trembling. She was like a boat that was completely abandoned.

The man who was with her cast her a disdainful look and said indifferently, "Why don't you open your eyes and see who he is? Even if you give yourself to him, he wouldn't want you! His wife was in the car and didn't even say a word, so we didn’t even dare to say hello to her. But you dared to seduce her husband right in front of her? You think too highly of yourself. You should take a look in the mirror."

He cursed at her harshly. "What a jinx!"

The man turned and left to look for his driver.

In the car, Julie sent Kai a message before she turned to look at the couple.

'Thanks, guys. If Kai comes, they’ll probably get another round of drinks."

Nicole smiled. "Why do you still need to participate in this kind of social engagement? If you don't have enough money, just ask Kai for it!"

Julie sighed. "It's not a matter of investment. The relationship between the people on set is just too complicated, so I can’t push this. By the way, you probably recognized Kira just now, right, Mr. Sloan?"

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2383 --Chapter 2383 Delusion

Nicole and Clayton tacitly did not talk about what happened with Kira blocking the car window earlier, but Julie took the initiative to mention it. Nicole also responded.

The corners of Clayton's mouth twitched, and he just listened to the girls' conversation.

'That woman used to be a model abroad. This time, she has some connections and wants to act in my movie as a model who made a comeback. It's a secondary role, but it's still not a small role. The investor wants to stuff her in, but she's not that talented... Why would I spend so much money to support an untalented person? What a joke!"

Julie spoke in front while she rubbed her temples. Her voice was a bit cold.

Clayton's eyes were dark as he glanced at Nicole.

Nicole did not seem to mind this. Instead, she seemed more interested in the gossip.

"She wants to be an actress?"

Julie raised her eyebrows. 'That also depends on whether someone is willing to spend money on her, right?"

This dinner was probably the most effort that the investor was willing to put in for Kira.

Thus, Julie did not want to discuss it further.

Along the way, the two ladies jumped from talking about actors to beauty salons and breast augmentation.

In the end, they gave up because they were scared to undergo plastic surgery.

Clayton became drowsy as he listened, so he closed his eyes without any intention of joining in their conversation.

After all, he did not know what to say.

It was not until Julie got out of the car that Clayton slowly woke up.

Nicole yawned to the side.

Clayton smiled and put her head on his shoulders.

It was a warm and noisy journey home.

None of them took that little episode to heart.

Quinn's case was closed in less than a week.

Half a month later, she was convicted and sentenced to one year in prison for attempted murder with a one-year reprieve.

This meant that Quinn did not need to go to jail immediately, but she could not escape the charges.

This trial was not made public, and no traces of the car accident could be found online.

Nicole received a new car a month later.

She did not even look at it and gave it to Logan as his wedding present. Logan was delighted.

Quinn was being watched by the police, but it was not much use since she was paralyzed.

Besides the caregiver, no one else interacted with Quinn.

Quinn regained consciousness a week after being rescued.

Ever since she woke up, Eric had not visited her in the hospital.

She was placed in a high-end ward, but it was deserted. The only sounds in the room were the ticking of the medical equipment and the caregiver mopping the floor.

Eric came back from a business trip abroad and went to the hospital before he went home.

The caregiver excitedly invited him in.

She only heard that the son of this paralyzed woman was the president of a listed company but had yet to see him in person.

Eric came in to take a look. Quinn's eyes were closed. Her face was pale, and her cheeks were sunken. She was very thin, and her hair became a little gray and sparse.

He retracted his gaze indifferently.

The caregiver was an experienced old woman. She was worried that Eric would blame her for not taking good care of the patient, but Eric turned his head to look at her and took out a wad of cash from his pocket.

'Thanks for your hard work."

The caregiver took it over in surprise. She was relieved and patiently explained, "You’re too polite, Mr. Ferguson. This is my job. Your mother has lost a lot of weight. According to the doctor, she can eat normally. I cook a lot of meals every day according to the nutrition plan, but she doesn’t eat a single bite. I have no choice but to feed her with a syringe..."

Eric nodded without emotion. His handsome face was stern, and his voice was flat and slightly cold.

"It's okay. Just do your best."

Mitchell already told Eric about the situation in the hospital, so Eric was not surprised.

This was already the best result.

It would only be trickier if he brought Quinn home.

After that, Eric lifted his foot and walked out.

However, before he went out, Quinn suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyes used to be clear and bright, but now, her eyeballs looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets.

"It's okay?! Is it okay if I die?!"

Eric paused.

The caregiver paused. "You're awake?"

She was a little surprised.

However, Quinn did not want to talk to the caregiver. She just raised her head and stared in Eric's direction. Every word she said was harsh.

'You're disappointed that I didn't die, right? That's because you can't use my death to please that b*tch! Are you happy now that I’m in such a miserable state? I can't ever walk again, and I'm paralyzed for the rest of my life, just waiting to die. Eric, how could I give birth to such an ingrate like you?! I must’ve sinned in my previous life, so giving birth to you is my retribution. You ruined my whole life! I really hate you!"

Quinn gritted her teeth and glared at Eric.

Eric bowed his head in silence for a few seconds.

The smell of disinfectant in the ward made him feel uncomfortable, but it also gave him peace of mind.

Eric did not understand Quinn's hysteria.

He and Nicole reconciled, but why could Quinn not let it go?

Hearing Quinn curse Nicole at this moment, Eric felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

Perhaps, it was good that he broke up with Nicole.

At least, Nicole did not have to suffer like him because of his lunatic family.

Eric was glad because of this.

His throat moved slightly, and his face was livid.

The caregiver wanted to say a few words to stop Eric from getting angry with the patient.

However, before she could speak, Eric said in a deep and indifferent voice, "Since you hate me so much, don't have children in your next life. You haven’t been a good mother to me, so you don't have to flaunt your innocence and morality."

Eric finished speaking and walked away.

Quinn resentfully wanted to raise her hand to grab something and hit him.

However, when she raised her hand, the cold handcuffs hit the bed and made a crisp noise.

Her face changed slightly, and she continued to curse at the top of her lungs.

She kept cursing until she was tired.

The caregiver followed Eric out and did not know what to say.

"Boss, your mother suffered such a serious injury, so it's normal that she can't accept it now. Don't take it to heart."

Eric's eyes were cold and indifferent as he glanced at her.

"I know. You can go back. Call Mitchell if you need anything."

Then, Eric opened the door of the ward.

Coincidentally, he saw an unexpected visitor.

The person outside shrugged and stood up.

"Mr. Ferguson, I didn't mean to block your way. I just really wanted to find an opportunity to thank you for helping me with the divorce. You have such a busy schedule, and I haven't been able to make an appointment. I was at the hospital earlier and happened to see you coming up here, so I wanted to wait for you to come out and thank you in person."

Selena was a little different from before.

After the divorce, she looked more carefree. She no longer looked burdened or worried.

Eric looked away.

They did not have any interactions in private.

Fortunately, Selena was not dumb. Since Eric went to the bar to warn her last time, she stopped sending him those stupid text messages.

Thus, Eric did not find her as annoying as before.

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2384--Eric glanced at his phone, then raised his foot and walked in the direction of the elevator. He spoke as he walked.

"Didn't I tell you to stop thanking me verbally? You only want to thank me verbally to make yourself feel better. I don't run a charity, so don't you feel guilty at all?"

Selena was speechless.

She followed him into the elevator and coughed.

"You don't lack anything, so I really can't think of what to give you. Why don't you give me a hint?"

Eric glanced at her silently and was amused by her.

He hesitated for a few seconds as if he was seriously considering what she just said.

"Let me think about it. Are you ready to go bankrupt?"

Selena was shocked.

She had to go bankrupt to get him a gift?

Selena instantly calmed down and did not dare to make a sound.

When the elevator arrived downstairs, Selena did not want to go out with him.

Eric just got off the elevator when he heard her murmur, "Mr. Moneybags..."

Eric immediately turned his head. His eyes were indifferent, and his voice was deep as he asked, "What did you say?"

Selena curled the corners of her lips and smiled. She immediately changed her tune.

"Mr. Philanthropist!"

Eric smiled playfully, nodded, and left in satisfaction.

Even if Selena wanted to make fun of him, she should not do so right behind him.

Selena’s smile gradually faded.

Finally, Selena called Mitchell with a bitter face.

Mitchell was better than Eric.

"Ms. Nelson, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Crawford, Mr. Ferguson asked me to thank him just now, and not just verbally. He doesn't lack anything, so can you give me some hints? Something that'll make me go bankrupt?"

Selena was walking on eggshells because she did not have many assets. She only had a small bar.

Mitchell paused, then laughed lightly.

"You can repay his kindness by pledging yourself to him. When the time comes, it’s not certain who'll get to take whose property!"

Selena gasped and sternly refused.

"Don't make this kind of joke! I have no interest in Mr.

Ferguson. I just got divorced, so I'll never step into another marriage again. Moreover, Mr. Ferguson won't be interested in a divorced woman, right?"

Judging by Selena’s tone, Mitchell thought that his suggestion was overboard.

He quickly reacted and said, "I was just joking! Let’s not talk about marriage. What I mean is, if you want to thank Mr.

Ferguson, you have to show your sincerity!"

"What sincerity?"

Mitchell coughed and said with a smile, "You see, Mr.

Ferguson doesn't want your money. He just wants to see your sincerity. How about this? I have a few art exhibition tickets that someone gave me. Would you like to invite Mr.

Ferguson to the exhibition?"

Selena froze for a moment.

"It wouldn't be nice for me to use your gift to show my gratitude, right?"

Mitchell said, "One ticket is more than $5,000. You can buy it from me if you want."

'That’s not what I mean. Thanks. Then, about this exhibition

Although Selena felt guilty, she still felt that it was a waste to spend so much money on the exhibition.

It was better to take Mitchell's free tickets.

Mitchell tactfully said, "Don’t worry, Ms. Nelson. I won’t tell Mr. Ferguson about this. My friend gave it to me. He doesn't know that I don't have time to go, so you can use it."

'Thank you, Mr. Crawford!"

Selena sighed. She thought that Mitchell was an angel.

Not long after Selena returned to the bar, Mitchell asked someone to deliver the tickets to her.

Selena did not have Eric’s WhatsApp, so she tried to add him. It took more than half an hour before Eric approved her.

Eric finally unblocked her number.

She was slightly relieved and immediately sent the photo of the tickets to him.

Selena asked carefully. [Mr. Ferguson, may I invite you to see this art exhibition to show my gratitude?]

It took an hour for Eric to reply. He sounded like he was being magnanimous.

[You may.]

There was a sense of superiority.

Selena slowly let out a breath of relief.

It seemed that Eric was unaware that Mitchell gave her these tickets.

In the evening, Eric and Selena met at the art gallery.

Eric did not get out of the car until he saw her.

Needless to say, he had such a strong presence as he stood there while exuding a cold vibe. He was handsome, stern, and aloof.

He also looked unapproachable and unreadable.

Selena thought it was only polite to dress up. Thus, she wore a pink dress and put on light makeup. She looked very young and energetic.

She walked over with a smile and said politely, "I really didn't expect you to show up!"

Eric glanced at her and did not show her any gratitude.

"I was at a social engagement nearby. It was just on the way. If I don't come here, I would have to drink with a group of old men. So, your invitation is very timely."

The corners of her mouth twitched as Selena nodded with a smile.

Selena thought, 'So, I saved him from that situation?'

The couple went in. Before Selena handed over the tickets, the exhibition staff recognized Eric.

"Mr. Ferguson, what a rare visitor! Please, come in..."

The man looked at Selena, who was behind Eric, and smiled politely.

Selena nodded slightly in greeting.

As soon as the two of them entered the hall, Selena found out what kind of art exhibition this was - erotic art!

There were oil paintings and sketches of naked bodies on the wall, all of which had their own characteristics. The men and women intertwined on the canvas had a kind of beauty that made Selena blush.

Further inside was a sculpture of two naked people, one black and one white.

The statues hugged each other in a particularly intimate posture.

Selena's face froze and turned as red as a boiled crab.

She immediately felt flustered.

Selena glanced around and so more of such sculptures around her. They were made of various materials and were of various positions and sizes.

What kind of exhibition did she go to?

Was Mitchell crazy? How was this worth $5,000?

More importantly, she brought Eric here.

Selena looked back. The person in charge of the exhibition was carefully explaining the various sculptures to Eric.

Eric nodded seriously as if he really appreciated what was explained to him.

The two of them seemed to be admiring some antique artwork and were very immersed in it.

Selena sighed from the side. It was really embarrassing.

She thought, 'An erotic art exhibition... Great!'

The people walking around in the exhibition were all well- dressed and extravagant. Selena could tell that their status was probably similar to Eric’s.

They were really not ordinary people.

Everyone looked like they were used to seeing these.

Selena was not exactly out of place when she stood there.

She was just a little awkward as she did not know where to look.

Selena glanced at Eric for the umpteenth time before Eric finally noticed her.

Only then did he remember that she was there.

He raised his eyebrows. His eyes were cold and deep.

"Ms. Nelson, what do you think?"

Eric spoke and interrupted the staff's introduction.

The staff smiled embarrassedly.

"I forgot that you brought a companion. Please, enjoy. I won't bother you anymore. Please come to me if you need my help."

Eric nodded. He had been impatient for a while. Finally, the staff left.

As soon as the staff left, Eric walked over to Selena and gave her a meaningful look.

He said blankly, "Ms. Nelson, you really found a good exhibition, huh? I didn't know that you have such good taste in art. Did you develop this hobby when you were abroad?"

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2385--Selena pursed her lips and said, "I've never seen anything like this abroad, and I didn't know what kind of exhibition this was since it wasn’t written on the ticket..."

Eric reached out and interrupted her with a stern and calm tone, "I don't care what your motive is, but I advise you to stop having any ideas about me. Your thank-you gift really made an impression, but I appreciate your thought. Not everyone will like this special hobby of yours."

Selena’s face flushed red because of what he said.

Did he misunderstand that she was interested in him because she brought him here?

Right, normal people would think so.

However, whatever she said now was useless.

Although Eric did not like the exhibition, he was a decent person and did not leave immediately.

When they left, the person in charge of the exhibition came over to send them off.

Selena really had nothing to say.

She could not explain it, nor could she betray Mitchell.

Eric's driver was waiting at the entrance, so Eric got in the car and left.

Not long after, Mitchell called and asked about her location. Selena pouted. "Mr. Crawford, your ticket isn't... Never mind, I don't even know how to describe it. Mr. Ferguson may have misunderstood my intentions. Now, I really can't explain myself no matter how hard I try."

Mitchell smiled. "Don't worry, Mr. Ferguson has seen everything and likes to comment. He won't take it to heart. By the way, he wants me to send you something. Are you still at the exhibition?"

'Yes. I'm in the car at the entrance."

"Hold on, I'll be right there."

Selena was surprised that Eric would ask Mitchell to give her something. It was most likely not a good thing.

Did Eric want to warn her or scare her?

In any case, Selena had to accept it since she owed him in the first place.

After a while, Mitchell arrived.

He held a box and handed it to Selena.

"Mr. Ferguson specially told me to give this to you. Ms. Nelson, you’ve worked hard today, so you can accept this as a return gift."

Selena received it in shock. It was a well-known brand of jewelry. When she opened the box, she saw that it was a bracelet of the latest design.

It was beautiful but also very expensive at a five-figure price tag.

To Selena, this was not an ordinary gift.

Selena looked at Mitchell.

"Mr. Ferguson wasn’t mad at me and even gave me a gift?"

Mitchell smiled. "Mr. Ferguson is very kind and has a good personality. He respects women, and he knows that you've put some thought into your thank-you gift. That’s why he asked me to prepare a small return gift for you. If he said anything that made you angry earlier, please don't take it too seriously and forgive him!"

Selena nodded.

For the sake of this gift, there was no reason to be angry with Eric.

It was her fault anyway.

"Don't worry, Mr. Crawford. I won’t get angry. If you guys ever come to my bar. I'll give you a discount!"

Mitchell nodded happily and watched as Selena left in her car.

He restrained his smile and thought, 'Discount? This was such an expensive gift, but she just offered us a discount and didn't say that drinks were on the house?’

What did this mean?

It meant that Selena was short of money.

Selena did not get money from the divorce with Derek Norton, and he even wanted to extort her.

Fortunately, the lawyers dealt with it, so neither of them benefited from the divorce.

According to the contract, Selena still had to pay Derek’s medical expenses.

Several days passed.

Selena dared not appear in front of Eric.

Soon, news of Eric spread all over Atlanta.

No one knew if it was intentional or unintentional.

The media somehow caught wind of Eric eating and going to public places with some young elite women.

For a time, Atlanta's most eligible bachelor made a comeback in the headlines of entertainment news.

Eric's private life used to be kept hidden, so this little bit of gossip aroused the public's interest.

Eric did not pay attention to it at first, so he let the company's public relations department deal with it.

Gradually, Eric found that news of him did not stop.

On the contrary, it was getting more frequent.

In the end, Eric looked for Mitchell.

Mitchell paused and told him the truth.

"President, your father was worried about your marriage, so he didn't allow the media to suppress the news and wanted to use this to pressure you."

Eric chuckled lightly with a bit of coldness.

He called Charles and said, "I thought you'd understand that I don’t want to be married right now.”

Charles paused.

"I know, and I understand. I just wanted to tell you that it’s almost time. You don't need to get married, but Ferguson Corporation needs a lady boss. Otherwise, someone will keep eyeing that position and do something scandalous. It'll be hard to guard against that. Eric, I've given you enough freedom even when your grandfather was still around. Now, your mother can't control you anymore, so just pick someone who looks decent and has a similar family background to be your wife. Don't get involved emotionally and sign a prenuptial agreement. That way, everyone can be more rational."

Although Charles' words were blunt, they were acceptable.

Eric looked serious and dignified, and he remained silent.

He did not want to compromise, but this insistence was meaningless.

It was his reality.

Eric hung up the phone with an extremely gloomy expression.

After a while, Eric called Mitchell inside.

"Go and see who wants a marriage alliance with the Ferguson family, then pick a few who are more pleasing to the eye."

Mitchell could not help but widen his eyes.

"President, are you..."

'Thinking about getting married?!' Mitchell thought.

Eric sneered, and his eyes were dark and deep.

'Yeah, it's time I acknowledge reality."

Eric paused and stood up.

"I'll pick Chance up in the afternoon, so the driver doesn't have to go."

Mitchell, who was excited a second ago, suddenly froze.

There was no way Eric wanted to pick Chance up because he loved his son.

It was more likely that Eric wanted to use this opportunity to meet a certain someone by chance.

Mitchell took a deep breath and felt uncertain.

However, since Eric wanted to get into a marriage alliance, Mitchell had to prepare immediately.

There were so many women of the right age who wanted to marry Eric, so it would not be difficult to find them.

Mitchell organized everyone's family background, hobbies, and photos into a document.

Each woman was of similar status to Eric.

Mitchell took the stack of documents, thought about it, and added another person to the pile.

In the evening, at the school entrance, Mitchell had already informed Chance's teacherthat Eric would be picking Chance up that day.

Eric might not go in to pick Chance up, so the teacher should just let Chance come out by himself.

When it was time to leave school, Chance happily ran outside with his small school bag.

However, Eric did not drive the same car that the driver usually used.

Chance stood at the entrance and looked out for a long time, but he did not see a familiar car.

Thus, Chance stood at the gate and waited patiently.

His little face was flushed because he ran too fast.

Eric was on the phone in the car when he saw Chance at the gate. He was about to honk when he saw Grant's eldest son, Levi, running over to talk to Chance.

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2386--Levi and Chance talked and laughed freely.

A small dimple appeared on Chance's face. His eyes were shining, clear, and pure.

Eric did not know what they were discussing, but they seemed like they got along well.

After a while, Chatty and Fischer also ran over.

Levi naturally held Chatty's school bag and handed her candy from the bag before Chatty stood beside them obediently and listened to their conversation in confusion.

Eric was a little startled when he saw this scene from the car.

For a while, he did not hear what the person on the phone said.

The children were so cute and hopeful.

However, when Eric saw them talking and laughing together, he felt a void in his heart.

That void could no longer heal, and his life suddenly dimmed.

Eric knew he was delusional.

After Clayton's return, Eric restrained himself from thinking about Nicole. If he reduced contact with her bit by bit, she could fade out of his life.

At this moment, he felt a sense of despair that he could not grasp.

It felt like a blunt knife was cutting him open, and it was so painful that he could not breathe.

Soon, the pain disappeared as if it never existed.

A car behind honked, which attracted the children's attention.

Levi and Chatty ran over happily. Even Chance ran over with a smile as he looked up at Nicole, who had just arrived.

Nicole happily patted the children's heads. In the end, she looked at Chance, said a few words to him, and asked the other kids to get in the car.

Just as Chance was about to wave goodbye, he saw someone approaching them.

Chance looked at the man and instantly smiled as he ran over happily.

"Daddy!"

Eric walked past him without glancing at him and went straight to Nicole.

Fortunately, Clayton was not there.

Otherwise, Eric did not know how this conversation would go.

When Nicole saw Eric, the smile on her face disappeared. Her bright and delicate facial features looked indifferent and detached.

Eric's chest hurt, and he tried to ignore the discomfort.

"Do you have a minute? Let’s talk."

Nicole refused in a flat voice.

"I don't have time. I’m rushing home!"

She had a completely different attitude when facing Eric and Chance.

Eric thought, 'Is it because Chance is cuter than me?'

Eric took a deep breath helplessly as he watched Nicole put Levi and Chatty into the car, one by one. Then, Nicole carried Fischer up and told them to fasten their seat belts.

Nicole was so patient, meticulous, gentle, and amiable.

It was a rare sight for Eric.

Eric held the car door to prevent Nicole from getting in the car. He tried to make himself look as gentle as possible so as not to scare the children.

"I just want to say a few words. We don't need to go anywhere else."

His voice was low and deep.

Nicole was also tired of his pestering. If people saw them together, she would not know how to explain it.

She pursed her lips speechlessly and looked back at Levi.

"Levi, I'll be back in a while. Wait for me in the car with your younger siblings. All of you are not allowed to get out of the car!"

Levi nodded obediently, glanced at Eric with his dark eyes, and said, "Aunt Nicole, if you don't come back in five minutes, I'll go down to find you. If you don’t come back in ten minutes, I'll call Uncle Clayton."

Nicole raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Okay."

Levi was the most sensible, smartest, and cutest kid!

He knew how to protect his aunt, unlike the other two kids in the back seat. Chatty and Fischer only cared about eating snacks as soon as they got in the car...

Nicole gritted her teeth, held back what she wanted to say, and got out of the car.

Eric gave Levi a meaningful and cold look, but Levi did not dodge his gaze and was not at all scared.

Although Levi was still young, he was so similar to Grant.

Eric and Levi stared at each other for a few seconds before Nicole closed the car door.

Nicole and Eric walked over to the big tree that was fifty meters away from the car.

They could still see Chance standing beside the car, looking down at his toes. He was silent, and they did not know what he was thinking about.

Nicole urged Eric and raised her hand to block out the sun that was shining on her face.

"Get to the point, Mr. Ferguson. Isn't the case closed?

Everyone is safe and sound. You just need to watch over your mother and don't let her hire a hitman. Otherwise, I won’t let her off easy next time."

Eric pursed his lips, and his throat moved slightly.

He looked at her with his dark eyes.

"I’m sorry, Nicole."

"I get it. You don't need to apologize anymore."

Nicole looked at the time. She wanted to bring the children back to the apartment later.

Floyd hurt his back from fishing and needed to be on bed rest for two days.

The air between them was silent and tense.

Eric finally spoke with a hoarse and bitter voice.

"You must’ve seen the rumors online recently, right?"

Nicole blinked and frowned slightly.

"Rumors? You mean your dates? I saw it. What's wrong?"

Eric suddenly did not know how to answer her question.

What’s wrong?

Eric was afraid that Nicole would misunderstand him, but he was afraid that she did not care.

He was apprehensive and careful, but he still felt lost and in pain like he was stabbed in the heart.

Eric took a deep breath, loosened his collar, and looked a little frustrated. He pursed his lips and said, "I may be getting married soon."

It was very difficult for him to say these words.

However, he was still staring at Nicole's expression intently to make sure that she was not upset.

If she was angry, confused, or annoyed, Eric would dismiss the idea.

However, she did not show any of that.

Nicole just nodded calmly and said in a brisk voice," Congratulations, then. I'll send a gift over later. Mr.

Ferguson, it's time you let go of everything."

She felt relieved as she spoke.

Eric felt suffocated and found it difficult to breathe.

His eyes also became sore and red, and his lips tightened into a straight line.

His whole body was extremely stiff.

He felt weak.

His heart ached as he looked at her in a daze.

"Nicole, is that what you think? If... If Clayton hadn't come back to life, would we..."

Would they end up like this?

At least, Eric would not have to compromise and marry someone he did not love.

If Clayton did not return, Eric knew that Nicole would not immediately agree to be with him, but he would be able to see her often, which was enough for him.

Given time, they would eventually get back together.

However, all of this was no longer possible.

Eric really wanted to gouge his heart out and show it to her.

He wanted her to know that his feelings for her were no less than Clayton's.

Why couldn't she take another look at him?

Eric fell into this strange cycle.

He could not get out of it, and he felt like it would consume him sooner or later.

"No. Eric, you’re also an adult, so don't be so naive. Even if Clayton didn't come back, I wouldn't be with you. We were fated to be separated since our divorce, and there's no point in regretting it. Let's stop this conversation here. There’s nothing else we can talk about. I wish you a happy marriage and I hope you can grow old with your new wife. All the best!"

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2387--After Nicole finished speaking, she shrugged and strode toward her car.

Eric stood there with a pale face. His eyes were dark and deep like a cold and bottomless lake.

He felt like his heart was being crushed, and the dense pain was overwhelming.

It was as if all the strength had been taken from him.

Eric really lost Nicole.

Nicole got into the car and looked at the back seat as if nothing was wrong.

She smiled at Fischer, who was taking out a lollipop and stuffing it into Chatty's mouth.

"Fischer, stop giving her candy. She'll get cavities!"

Fischer quickly said, "This candy is to prevent cavities..."

Nicole glanced at him, and Fischer quickly changed his tune, "But it's not good to eat too much..."

As he spoke, Fischer took out the candy that he had just stuffed into Chatty’s mouth.

Chatty looked at him in confusion as she thought, 'But I haven't tasted it yet!’

Nicole nodded in satisfaction.

Then, she turned to look at Levi.

"Leaf, we're staying at my house today. Grandpa gave himself the day off."

'That's great, Auntie! I finally don't have to go fishing for my extracurricular activity!"

Levi breathed a sigh of relief.

Nicole was speechless.

Chatty and Fischer shook their heads regretfully.

They were reluctant to leave the carefree life in the mansion.

Eric stood there for a long time before he left.

In the car, Chance did not dare to speak because he could tell that Eric was not in a good mood.

Eric did not send Chance home and took him to the office because Eric had a video conference in a while.

Mitchell saw Chance and enthusiastically brought him some snacks and drinks.

The smile on Chance's small face was brighter, and he shyly thanked Mitchell.

Mitchell took some documents and went to Eric's office.

Eric read the documents with no emotions as if he was just weighing the interests that each woman could bring.

Finally, Eric saw a familiar person that should not appear on this list.

Eric frowned slightly and glanced at Mitchell.

Mitchell coughed and smiled.

"Well, Ms. Nelson is also single. Her family is adequate, and most importantly, she has a small business and doesn't have to rely on her family..."

"Small business? You mean, her bar?"

Eric sneered and closed the file.

"Did she bribe you? How much did she give you?"

Eric knew from the very beginning that Selena had bad intentions.

Mitchell's face froze. He immediately denied it.

"No, President. How could she bribe me? It's not like you don't know how much she earns from that bar..."

Eric snorted coldly with some ridicule.

'That's right. You're a lot richer than her."

Eric knew Selena's net worth.

If Selena wanted to pay her ex-husband compensation, she might not even have enough after selling the bar.

The Nelson family would not distribute their property to her either.

Selena was broke as a joke.

Mitchell smiled. "Which one do you think suits you? Why

don't I arrange a time for her to have dinner with you?"

Eric looked impatient.

'That's too troublesome. It’s a waste of time to meet them one by one. Chance's birthday is two days later, so let's host a party and invite these women and their families."

Mitchell paused and asked in surprise.

"Young Master Chance’s birthday?"

Eric looked at him gloomily. "I just told you."

Mitchell nodded.

Chance was not born in Mediania, and no one except Angie knew when Chance's real birthday was.

It was hard to say whether they had ever celebrated Chance's birthday on the actual day.

Mitchell understood what Eric meant.

Chance's birthday was just a cover.

He pitied Chance.

Mitchell paused and went out to make arrangements.

He informed the secretaries and asked them to distribute the invitations.

Once the date and location of the banquet were confirmed, they would notify the guests.

The secretary's office was busy all day.

No one noticed that little Chance was still there.

"Mr. Ferguson really intends to get married?"

"Yeah, so many rich young ladies and their families are invited, and they're well-matched with Mr. Ferguson."

'There are so many rumors online. I guess those rumors can only be suppressed if Mr. Ferguson announces his marriage."

"But is Young Master Chance's birthday two days away?"

"Anything for his father's happiness, I guess!"

"How pitiful..."

'Yeah..."

'Young Master Chance, what are you doing here?"

Finally, someone noticed Chance standing in the corner silently.

Everyone panicked.

They were afraid that Chance overheard what they said.

They liked Chance because he was not spoiled and had a good personality and good looks.

It was a pity that Chance was not favored by Eric.

Chance raised his head. His eyes were watery, but he stubbornly refused to shed tears.

"Is that all true? Is my dad getting married?"

Eric also used his birthday as an excuse to hold a banquet.

Chance's birthday was in the summer.

It was long gone.

On his birthday, Chance was at the boarding school, and no one knew it was his birthday.

Chance waited in the classroom for Eric's staff to pick him up, but no one came.

It was just like any other ordinary day because no one remembered that it was his birthday.

Chance did not expect Eric to create a new birth date for him.

He felt indescribably sad and bitter.

Chance blinked, and his tears streamed down his cheeks.

Mitchell came over with some documents and saw this scene. His expression immediately changed.

"What's going on here?"

Mitchell walked over, squatted down, and wiped away Chance’s tears.

'Young Master, why are you crying? Did someone bully you? You can tell me, and I’ll teach them a lesson!"

Mitchell glanced coldly at the people around him.

Everyone was afraid.

One of them could not resist saying, "We were talking about the invitations just now, and the young master heard it.

That's why he’s upset..."

Mitchell's face froze, and he somewhat understood what was happening.

He patted Chance's head, knelt down, picked Chance up, and walked outside.

'Young Master, don't be sad. This isn’t a bad thing!"

Mitchell carried Chance to his office, put him on the sofa, and sat down.

'Your father is going to get married sooner or later. If he doesn't get married, there will be a lot of scandals. It’s okay if it's only once or twice, but if it becomes more frequent, the public will start to believe it even if it’s not true."

Chance sobbed slightly. He felt a little aggrieved as he cried.

"Uncle Mitchell, but what if my stepmother doesn’t like me? What should I do if she doesn't want me? My mom is gone..."

Chance thought, 'Aunt Nicole likes me. No one else will like me...’

Once Chance had this kind of fear, it could not be contained.

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2388--Mitchell's eyes were sore.

In this world, perhaps the only person who would miss Angie was Chance.

Mitchell quickly squatted down and coaxed Chance patiently and gently.

"That won't happen. You will always be the young master of the Ferguson family. No matter who your father's new wife is, it won’t change your identity. Chance, don't be afraid.

Although your father seems very strict with you, he won’t choose a woman who treats you badly. He'll weigh many aspects before he marries someone."

Mitchell did not know if Chance could understand what he said, but he did his best to explain clearly.

None of the women on the list were hot-tempered or mean.

Otherwise, Mitchell would not have selected them.

However, he still thought that Chance, who had red eyes from crying, was really pitiful.

If Eric had cared for him more usually, this child would not have been so insecure.

Chance cried while hugging Mitchell.

Suddenly, Eric pushed the door open and came in. Seeing the two together, Eric looked glum.

Eric did not ask Chance any questions and looked at Mitchell instead.

"I couldn’t get you on the phone. Prepare for a video conference that's happening in five minutes."

It was only then that Mitchell remembered he had not done something important.

Mitchell wiped away Chance's tears and told him to wait here so he could go home with Eric later.

He then hurriedly took the documents and went to Eric's office.

"President, the young master..."

Eric interrupted him.

"There’s no need to explain. I'm not in the mood to know the reason for his childish tantrums."

Mitchell’s face froze, and he closed his mouth.

He kept silent and thought, 'Eric will regret this one day...'

Many people were invited to Chance's birthday party.

Of course, the Stanton family was also invited.

However, Nicole and Clayton did not go. Only Aida took Levi there.

Surprisingly, the last person to come was Selena.

Selena did not dress as nicely as the other ladies. She simply wore a slim-fitting long white dress that made her look like a refreshing blooming lily. Her makeup was also exquisite.

Someone recognized her and could not help but gossip.

"Isn't she the Nelson family's deviant daughter? Why is she here?"

"Who? The Nelson family? Didn't they go bankrupt?"

"She just divorced her husband because she cheated. She has scandals everywhere, yet she's delusional about climbing the social ladder. She should take a look in the mirror before she shows up here."

Selena looked stunning with beautiful and vivid eyes.

They had to admit that although Selena was divorced, she unexpectedly stood out among all the ladies.

This was also a big insult to them.

However, for these people, appearance was not the most important thing. Having a strong family background was more crucial.

Selena heard their disdain, but she was not ashamed and did not leave.

She was mentally prepared for all this.

After all, Mitchell sent her this invitation in person and told her to attend.

It was Chance's birthday. Since she was indebted to Eric, she naturally wanted to come to express her gratitude.

Thus, she attended.

However, Selena did not expect to see so many ladies.

If she did not know better, she would have thought this was an audition for a movie.

Selena took a deep breath and turned to look at Mitchell, who came over with a smile.

Mitchell changed into a formal evening attire that made him look nicer.

"Ms. Nelson, you’re here! Mr. Ferguson can't get away now, so he told me to greet you. Make yourself at home, and don't stand on ceremony."

The corners of her mouth twitched as Selena glanced away. She did not know anyone here.

"I have no way of making myself at home here. Mr.

Crawford, where's the young master?"

Selena wanted to say hello to him and leave.

After all, it was really annoying to be with this group of elite women.

Mitchell's eyes flickered. He pointed upstairs with a smile.

"Room 203. You can go upstairs."

Mitchell had greeted so many guests that night, but Selena was the first to ask to see the birthday boy.

Selena was indeed different from the rest.

She nodded, picked up the hem of her dress, and went upstairs.

Eric was chatting with the guests downstairs. When he turned around, he spotted a familiar person.

He frowned slightly and glanced coldly at Mitchell.

Mitchell shuddered, looked up at Eric, and walked over carefully.

Eric greeted the person opposite him and walked over.

"Why is she here?"

Eric lowered his voice.

Mitchell pursed her lips. "She's also on that list, and you didn't tell me to remove her from the list, so I invited her here."

Eric looked at him deeply as if he could see through Mitchell’s thoughts.

Mitchell felt terrified in just a few seconds.

Finally, Eric looked away. His voice was cold without a hint of warmth.

"Mitchell, put away those thoughts."

Eric was wary of having his assistants meddling and mixing up his work and private affairs.

Back then, Eric transferred Mitchell to their office in Africa for a few months. Did Mitchell not learn his lesson?

Mitchell clearly remembered the tough time he had in Africa, and his face suddenly turned gloomy.

He nodded apprehensively.

Eric lifted his foot and left to socialize with other people.

So many ladies wanted to find an opportunity to come up and say hello to Eric, but Eric was surrounded by other big bosses in the business world, so they could not join in on those deep topics.

Selena left everything behind and found Room 203.

She knocked on the door.

Someone inside said, "Come in."

Thus, Selena opened the door and went in.

It was a huge hotel suite, but it was empty.

The sound came from the sofa in the living room, so Selena walked over slowly.

"Hello, Young Master Chance. I'm Mr. Ferguson's friend. I came here today to wish you a happy birthday!"

Selena walked over and saw a frail little boy in the suite, lying on the sofa in a curled-up position while he held his stomach. His face was pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Selena's face changed slightly. She hurried over, put the gift that she was holding on the table, and knelt on the side.

"Chance, are you okay? I’ll get you a doctor!"

Selena could not afford anything happening to Eric's son.

Just as she was about to get up, Chance grabbed her arm.

Selena turned her head and paused.

Chance pointed to the medicine on the table. "It's okay. The water is too hot. I’ll be fine after taking the medicine."

His voice was childish, but his speech was clear. His forehead was sweating because he was in pain, but he did not shed any tears.

His slightly curly hair made him look even cuter, but his eyes looked so aggrieved.

Selena froze for a moment before she reached out to touch the glass of water.

The glass was boiling hot. It looked like the servant poured it before it cooled down.

However, Chance could not wait anymore. Every minute of being in this state was torture for him.

His little face was pale.

How could a child endure so much pain?

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2389--Selena took a deep breath and quickly stood up.

"Wait here. I'll get you some water.”

Selena ran to the next room and found an unopened bottle of mineral water.

It was a common brand. Selena guessed that the staff did not have time to keep the box of mineral water in the storage room yet.

Selena did not even look at the expiration date, opened it, and poured it into the glass of hot water.

Then, she looked at the instructions on the medicine box and found that it was a painkiller of a foreign brand.

Selena broke off half a tablet and put it in Chance's mouth.

Chance’s long eyelashes trembled slightly. Before he had time to say anything, he lowered his head and ate it.

He swallowed the pill and held his breath for a while. His little face was flushed.

After a while, the pain slowly subsided.

It seemed that the drug had taken effect.

Selena patted him on the back to soothe him.

She could not find a tissue in the room, so she wiped Chance's sweat with her dress.

Chance paused and slowly pushed her away.

From Selena's point of view, she thought that he disliked her.

Selena pursed her lips. "Sorry. I'll get someone to come over and take care of you.”

Chance took a deep breath. Although he was still in pain, it was not as bad as before.

"Thank you, Auntie. There's no need for that. I'll be fine after a while.”

Selena paused, stood up, and sat down on the seat next to him.

She was a little uneasy.

Chance looked innocent and cute, but he was very defensive.

When Chance picked up the other half of the pill on the table and was about to put it in his mouth, Selena stopped him.

"You just ate half."

Chance pursed his lips. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hand that was holding the pill hesitated.

"Just now, the servant asked me to take one pill. Maybe I'll get better faster.”

Selena grabbed his wrist.

'This medicine isn't from Mediania. I took this before when I was abroad, and the dosage is for adults. It's not suitable for children, so taking half a pill should be enough for you. If you take one pill, you might overdose.”

Selena spoke patiently in a gentle voice to persuade this little cutie.

What a poor boy!

The curly-haired boy sat there and acted like an adult. It was obviously his birthday, but he did not look happy at all.

Instead, he was lying alone on the sofa, waiting for the water to cool down to take his medicine.

It seemed that not all children from wealthy families were happy.

Selena sighed and patted his head.

"I'll get you a doctor. It’s such a big occasion, so there must be a doctor on standby.”

Chance lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and suddenly asked, "Are you also here for a blind date with my dad?"

Selena froze slightly. The corners of her eyes twitched.

"Blind date?"

Chance looked up at her.

"Auntie, if you want to use me to get close to my dad, I suggest you find another way. My dad doesn't like me. The nicer you are to me, the more he’ll look down on you. You might as well be like the other beautiful ladies out there and take the initiative to please him. There's no use in wasting your time here."

Chance looked serious, and he was not at all joking.

Due to the pain he just endured, he had tears in his eyes, but they were contained well.

Selena's expression stiffened slightly. She pursed her lips.

"You mean, the people who came today are here because of your father? They're here for a blind date?"

Chance nodded seriously.

"You too."

"No, I'm not!”

Selena immediately denied it. She picked up the palm-sized box from the table.

'This is for you. Happy birthday!"

Chance looked at her strangely before he looked at the gift in front of him.

He did not understand why this lady specially prepared a gift for him.

Other guests' gifts were sent to the butler. They would not give it to him.

Most of the gifts were also for Eric.

Only this woman in front of him delivered the gift to him.

Holding the box in his hand, Chance felt a little helpless.

His cute and pitiful look made Selena's heart melt.

"Open it and take a look. Do you like it?”

Selena smiled. "I used to be a tutor when I was abroad, and kids your age like to play this."

Chance opened it slowly. He stopped himself from crying and was slightly startled to see the Rubik's Cube in the box.

It was a delicate and compact Rubik's Cube that was just the right size for Chance to hold and play with.

For some reason, Chance suddenly felt like crying.

On his so-called "birthday”, someone actually gave him a very heartwarming birthday present.

It was not very expensive, but it was suitable for him.

It was suitable for his age and occasion.

Chance suddenly could not hold back his tears, which streamed down his face.

Selena was a little surprised to see this and stroked his hair.

"Don't cry!"

She suddenly remembered that the child in front of her was not an ordinary child, so she should not touch him so casually.

Selena withdrew her hand again.

"What's going on? Do you still feel uncomfortable? I'll find a doctor for you! Wait here!”

Selena stood up and ran outside.

She was on the second floor and happened to see Eric downstairs, standing in the most conspicuous position and talking to a beautiful and intellectual woman in front of him.

Although he was not friendly, he looked gentle enough.

Selena beckoned to Eric and shouted, "Mr. Ferguson, can you come upstairs? There's something urgent!"

Eric raised his head impatiently, glanced at Selena coldly, and did not speak. He continued to listen to the woman in front of him with his head bowed.

Selena was speechless and thought, 'He’s really doing this for his blind date!’

She was disappointed in Eric and thought, 'His son is sick, but he's still in the mood to chat with beautiful women? Hah!’

The people around them could not help but mock Selena.

"Some people just don't know what they're worth!"

"Right. She should really take a look in the mirror..."

Selena could not bear it anymore. She took a deep breath, looked sideways, and said to the coquettish and thin woman.

"Since there's no mirror here, do you want to piss on the floor so I can take a look at my reflection?"

Her voice was not exactly soft, so almost everyone around her heard it.

The woman froze for a moment and pointed at her with a livid face.

"How can you be so vulgar?"

She took a step back in disgust as if there was sh*t in front of her.

Selena rolled her eyes. "And you're not rude for talking about others behind their backs?"

That woman was trembling with anger. She had never seen such a vulgar and blunt person.

She did not try to be polite anymore and said, "No wonder you were kicked out of your house! You’re a cheater and a divorcee. What qualifications do you have to be here?"

Selena sneered. "You're right. You're qualified to be here, but you're just a woman who wants to rely on a man to climb up the social ladder. He didn’t even look at you. You don't even have the ability to seduce him, but you think you can bully me?"

Selena did not want to make trouble at first. After all, this was Eric's party.

However, what this woman said was really bothering her.

Derek and the Nelson family bullied Selena, and she endured it all.

But why did she have to put up with an insignificant person? Did everyone think that she was a pushover?

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 2390--The woman was ridiculed and felt insulted.

Her face turned red, and her voice suddenly became sharp.

"How dare you say that about me? Do you know who I am? My dad is..."

"Ms. Nelson...”

Mitchell heard the noise and immediately ran over.

He was afraid that a fight would break out if he got there any later.

"Ms. Jennings, is there some misunderstanding? It’s best not to argue here."

"Mr. Crawford, this shameless person..."

Jayla Jennings pointed at Selena in accusation.

Mitchell stepped forward and interrupted her.

"Ms. Jennings, Mr. Jennings just mentioned that he wanted you to meet Mr. Ferguson. You should go ahead."

Jayla's face lit up. "Really?"

She smiled and looked at Selena smugly.

"I'll let you off this time. Next time, you'd better watch out and avoid seeing me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Are you a pile of sh*t that I have to avoid when I see you?"

Selena muttered softly.

Jayla's complexion changed. She was hot-tempered and irritated because no one dared to talk to her like that before.

Just as Jayla was about to say something, someone called out to her from downstairs.

"Jayla..."

Jayla suppressed her anger and walked away with a smile.

Mitchell walked over and helplessly tried to persuade Selena, but before he could speak, Selena grabbed his arm and said, "Chance is sick. Get a doctor now!"

Mitchell’s expression changed dramatically.

"What?"

He immediately went to Room 203, pushed open the door, and saw that Chance had curled up on the sofa.

Chance shrunk into the corner of the sofa.

On the table, there was only a box of foreign-branded painkillers.

Mitchell's face was glum, and he immediately called the accompanying doctor.

They always had an accompanying doctor on standby at these kinds of parties in case of an emergency.

After a quick examination, the doctor's face became solemn.

"It’s not a stomach ache. It's food poisoning. Send him to the hospital for gastric lavage!"

Mitchell panicked all of a sudden.

No matter how well Mitchell took care of Chance, he had no choice but to entrust Chance to the servants.

However, the servant who had been taking care of Chance asked for a leave of absence at the last minute.

Thus, Mitchell asked Chance to wait upstairs alone. When the time comes for Chance to show up at the party, Mitchell would go upstairs and call him.

In the end, this happened.

Mitchell panicked.

Selena immediately took the medicine.

"He took half a painkiller earlier. Will it have any side effects?"

The doctor's face was cold. He had already picked Chance up.

"He needs further examination. Go and get his clothes."

Selena pulled a blanket from the side and put it on Chance’s body.

The doctor turned around and walked out.

"Mr. Crawford, please contact the driver and notify the hospital in advance."

Mitchell came to his senses in an instant and quickly responded. He looked at Chance's exposed hand under the blanket. Chance seemed to be holding something.

Just as Mitchell was about to say something, the doctor had already left the room.

Selena urged Mitchell.

"Hurry up!"

Mitchell nodded and glanced at her.

'Thank you so much, Ms. Nelson!”

Mitchell really appreciated her help.

If Selena had not discovered Chance in time, the delay might have caused serious consequences. Mitchell would not know how to explain it to Eric.

It was Mitchell’s responsibility to solve Eric's problems.

Thus, it was his dereliction of duty that he did not find a replacement servant immediately after.

This was food poisoning. Mitchell did not even know who gave Chance something that Chance should not have eaten.

Mitchell gritted his teeth and took out his phone to contact the driver and the hospital.

This incident alarmed everyone.

Thus, Mitchell went to Eric’s side.

After years of working together, they developed a tacit understanding. So, Eric knew that Mitchell had something to say.

Jayla, who was in front of Eric, was excitedly introducing herself, but Eric politely interrupted her.

"Sorry. I have an urgent matter to attend to."

After Eric spoke, he motioned to Mitchell, and the two of them went to a corner.

Mitchell lowered his head and told Eric about what happened just now. Eric's expression changed immediately.

"No one was with him?"

His voice was cold and stern, with a bit of a questioning tone.

Mitchell pursed his lips. "I’m sorry, President. I didn't expect such an emergency to happen. I immediately asked for the surveillance footage to see who gave him something he shouldn’t have eaten."

Eric's eyes were gloomy as he put down his glass heavily.

'This kid is so troublesome. How could he eat things indiscriminately at his age?!"

After he finished speaking, he suppressed his anger and walked toward the door.

Although Mitchell was frightened, he let out a breath of relief.

Eric leaving the banquet and going to the hospital showed that he still cared about his son.

Mitchell was adaptable enough to resolve the situation and immediately contacted the person in charge of the banquet hall to get the surveillance footage first.

However, the banquet could not stop so abruptly, so Mitchell just explained to a few bigwigs that Eric had an urgent matter to attend to.

Everyone expressed their understanding.

Jayla stood there unwillingly. When Mitchell was about to go upstairs, she stopped him.

"Where did Mr. Ferguson go? Will he come back?"

Mitchell smiled. "Well... Mr. Ferguson's itinerary is uncertain, and I don’t know if he will be able to come back."

This lady almost quarreled with Selena.

Mitchell was well aware that these high-born ladies were arrogant, but he could not do anything with his status.

However, Mitchell knew that Eric would not be attracted to this kind of woman.

Thus, Mitchell did not want to give her a chance.

Jayla stomped her feet unwillingly and left angrily.

As soon as Mitchell went upstairs, he went to the security room.

The person in charge just filtered out the surveillance footage on the second floor.

His complexion was also a little unsightly.

"Mr. Crawford, is the young master alright?"

"He needed a gastric lavage, so what do you think?"

Mitchell gritted his teeth, and his voice was extremely cold.

He was very anxious about Chance out of sympathy for the poor boy. His heart ached for him.

Mitchell was more attentive to Chance and cared more about the kid than Eric did.

Thus, Mitchell could understand how aggrieved Chance was when Chance could not ask for help in a moment of desperation and sickness.

The person in charge paused. 'Take a look at this! This person went in to deliver dinner before delivering the medicine.”

The truth of the matter was clear as day.

"Where is this person now?"

Mitchell's tone was solemn and a bit impatient.

He needed to know if this was a coincidence or if someone deliberately planned it.

The person in charge replied, "I have already notified someone to summon this person. I'm not shirking any responsibility. This person is just a temporary staff because this kind of banquet needed more qualified waiters who were educated and knew multiple languages. I don't have much existing staff that meet the requirements, so I hired this person yesterday when she met all the requirements."

Mitchell glanced at him and felt even more suspicious.

All aspects coincided. It was too much of a coincidence for this woman to work here at this time.

The person in charge was obviously aware of this coincidence now, so he sighed helplessly.

"Of course, I won't shirk any responsibility. When the banquet is over, I'll go to the hospital to visit Young Master Chance immediately."