The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss Chapter 403

Asking for External Aid

Imperial Gardens.

Eric‘s face was pallid as he sat in the doorway, looking at the numerous people going back and forth to
move Quinn into the ambulance. The noise seemed to be very distant.



Was he sad?

No, not really.



He was just a little shocked.



Eric was shocked that Quinn hated Nicole to the point of wanting to murder her.

What Eric disregarded in the past had caused that hatred to fester and grow.



Mitchell finished with the arrangements and turned around to see Eric sitting in his wheelchair,

motionless.

His face was dark, cold, and sullen.

Even if Eric was injured, the coldness and ferocity that surrounded him did not diminish one bit.



Mitchell pursed his lips and walked over with trepidation and worry.

“President, don‘t worry. The doctor said that she just lost too much blood. There‘s no danger to her life.”

Eric did not speak, but his dark eyes became darker. Mitchell was unable to see the depths of them.

Eric slammed the armrest of the wheelchair and spoke in a deep, cold

tone.

“Send the nanny to the Philippines. There‘s no need for her to come back anymore. As for my mother…”

His voice did not have a trace of

warmth. His body permeated with a

chill.

“After her injury is dealt with, send her to a sanitorium. She‘s not allowed to be discharged without my or
ders.”

Mitchell‘s expression froze as his pupils shrank

How would he not understand what that meant?

If Mitchell had not heard about what happened
from the bodyguard that had been secretly protecting them outside the house, Mitchell would have been
extremely shocked to hear this.

However, since it was for Nicole, Eric‘s behavior was understandable.

It was clear how much Eric Ferguson hated Quinn‘s actions because he was willing to go this far.



Mitchell immediately bowed his head

and answered, “Yes, sir.”

After a period of silence, Mitchell cautiously looked up at Eric.

“President, will Ms. Starton come

back?”

Eric‘s expression tightened slightly.

He was worried about that too.

If Nicole left, he might never get the chance to get close to her again.

“Why don‘t you give her a call later and ask what she wants to eat for dinner? I‘ll have it prepared
and delivered.” Mitchell suggested.

Eric‘s eyes flickered as the coldness in them gradually dispersed. He looked up at Mitchell

“Are you trying to get a raise?”

Mitchell would normally not dare to suggest these things.

He smiled and tried his luck.” President, if you want to pursue Ms. Stanton, you can‘t just rely on yourself
. It‘s better to get some help. Since Ms. Stanton has a bodyguard, we can get external aid too!”

Eric said, “Get to the point.”

“My cousin used to have a white-collar job, but he recently opened a matchmaking agency. He has a
silver tongue that can even persuade the dead to come back to life! He‘s known to be a relationship
expert. If you‘re willing, you can give it a try?”



Eric‘s expression darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A matchmaking agency?

The President of the Great Ferguson Corporation needed the help of a matchmaking agency?

If word of this were to get out, Eric would certainly become a laughing

stock!

Mitchell‘s lips trembled slightly when he saw Eric‘s increasingly dark and unpleasant expression. He
failed to rope in his cousin and might even end up losing his job!

That would be so unfortunate!

“It‘s fine if you don‘t
want this. I just mentioned your situation to my cousin before, and he begged me to put in a word with you

Mitchell spoke and stepped forward to push Eric‘s wheelchair into the elevator.

Eric suddenly said, “Get him to meet m

“Huh?” Mitchell thought his ears were

playing tricks on him.

Eric pursed his lips. His eyes turned dark and cold as he glanced sharply at Mitchell

“If it doesn‘t work, then you can leave with him!”

Mitchell shuddered, ‘Great… Now I‘m tied to my unreliable cousin?!‘



“No one can know about his identity, especially Nicole. Have him come as my butler. Do it right now.”

As soon as Eric finished speaking, he wheeled himself into the study.

Mitchell only came back to his senses a few seconds later. ‘He actually agreed to this?! He must be very
desperate!‘






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