Chapter The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss Chapters 777

Chapter 777 Forgive You?

Eric’s long silence made Ingrid feel worried and afraid.

For a long time, Eric coldly snickered. “Forgive who? You?”

Ingrid raised her head abruptly and quickly shook her head.

“Brother, it has nothing to do with me! I’m not so capable. It’s Grandpa…”

Eric’s face suddenly changed. His voice was cold.

“I’ve arranged people by Grandpa’s side. He didn’t know what I was doing, but you… What did you do
when you went to the office during the day yesterday?”

One sentence made Ingrid petrified. Her face instantly turned miserably white.

Ingrid did not want Mitchell to tell Eric that she had been there, but she forgot that Mitchell was Eric’s
right-hand man, so how could he listen to her orders?

She stood there dumbstruck Her eyes abruptly reddened.

Ingrid, I see that you haven’t learned anything during your time in society. You eveni learned to lie, so
you can go back and continue to do your sales.”

Ingrid was shocked and hurried over, crying as she looked at Eric.

“Brother, I just couldn’t stand to see Clayton Sloan steal Nicole. That’s why I told Grandpa about it. Nicole
is yours, and I truly want you two to be together. I didn’t want to drag Nicole down. When the netizens
scolded her, I even hired some keyboard

warriors to speak for Nicole.”



Ingrid even took out her phone and found the transaction records and chat records.

They were indeed all requests for people to say more good things for Nicole.

Eric’s car sped down the road. The empty road looked a bit bleak.

Streetlights illuminated the road in a neat line. His car looked very lonely.

Eric opened the car windows, so the cold constantly pierced his skin.

He had already withdrawn the trending topics because he could not sit still when he saw that the second
wave of this matter implicated Nicole.

After the investigation, it tumed out that all arrows were pointing back to him.

Finally, the spearhead was aimed at Old Master Ferguson, so Eric had to cut off Old Master Ferguson’s
power.

Otherwise, Old Master Ferguson would really hurt Nicole sooner or later.

By then, it would be too late for regrets.

What about today?

Nicole did not answer any of his phone calls.

Perhaps she was already aware of everything

In her heart, Nicole must have hated him, a despicable, shameless, and petty bastard.

She must have thought that Eric wanted to create a rift between her and Clayton and even dragged her
down in the process.



The kind of apprehension in his heart was incomparably strong.

Eric panicked.

His car stopped at the entrance of the hospital where Nicole was at. There were a lot of people carrying
cameras and lights, surrounding the entrance. They were all reporters.

Eric narrowed his eyes and was silent for a moment as Ingrid cried miserably.

“Mom has left the country, and Dad isn’t here. I only have you and Grandpa now. Please don’t drive me
away… Brother, I was wrong! I can apologize to Nicole. I can kneel at the memorial hall too….”

Ingrid said between sobs. She took two steps back. “I’ll go and kneel now…”

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