The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Chapter 1959

Chapter 1959

Although Nicole knows Clayton's foothold in Liberty, it seems a little too sudden in the past. And she can't figure out the current situation. What if there is a trap there?

She is not too impulsive and knows to think. Thinking about it, Nicole directly took a taxi.

"Go to SF Corporation."

It should be too slow to wait for Grant's people to come.

She went directly to the company, and maybe she could meet acquaintances working overtime.

The light was not good at night, so she couldn't see the driver's face, but she took note of the license plate number very vigilantly.

She vaguely remembered the path of the SF Corporation.

Seeing that the car was indeed going in the right direction, she was secretly relieved.

She looked down at her phone with confidence, and sent Grant a message.

Give him two more days of grace, and leave here at most three days.

Grant seemed to be still angry and refused to reply.

The car drove to the bottom of a bridge, and there was a few seconds of darkness.

Nicole raised her head subconsciously.

In an instant, the body shook, and she suddenly felt that another car hit the front of the co-pilot.

The taxi spun sideways on the spot, lost control for a few seconds, and then suddenly turned off.

Nicole was thrown to the side because of inertia, and he was able to sit firmly.

In the next second, She felt a chill come upon her face. She reached out to block it, but everything was blurry in the dark space. She couldn't replace a focal point in that moment.

A cold needle pierced her skin. Her chest sank, and she suddenly felt bad.

She wanted to open the door and escape. But before it could be touched, the door was opened from the outside.

Her consciousness gradually blurred, and her mind was dizzy.

In the last minute.

She heard a man's voice with a sharp smile: "Ms. Stanton, you are welcome as a guest."

She fell into a coma before she could see the appearance of the person who came. Some regret not letting Grant send someone. Clayton's phone can't get through, is he also in danger?

It seems that Liberty is not calm.

a huge M-style single-family building.

When Nicole opened her eyes, she was filled with unfamiliar pictures, and her mind instantly became nervous.

The last scene came to mind instantly.

The feeling of danger approaching made her shudder.

She sat up abruptly, her mind sinking like cement.

This room was not big, not even a window, it seemed to be a utility room with a bed. There was a musty smell inside. Although she felt uncomfortable, she couldn't care less. She's reaching out and touching it, the phone disappeared unexpectedly.

Her face changed a few times, dragging her body into discomfort, she got out of bed.

She don't know if she was worried about her running away, and her shoes were missing.

Just before reaching the door, she suddenly saw the door handle, and someone opened it from the outside.

Nicole raised her eyes slightly. Seeing the person coming, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Ingrid?"

She was completely shocked.

Ingrid was full of jewels, and she was even more lavish than the arrogant young lady in the past.

There is absolutely no introversion and forbearance when Eric went to the shopping guide to sell shoes to experience life.

She frowned slightly, looking at Nicole who fell into her hands with a somewhat frivolous and charming look.

"I didn't expect that you still remember me? When I was sent abroad, I was thinking, if one day, you fall into my hands, how will I torture you?" Ingrid's voice was cold, and her eyes were also cold. Implied a bit of restraint and joy.

Nicole stood there silently, her face paled slightly, but her eyes remained calm.

"What do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do? Aren't you afraid? Or do you think my brother will come again to save you?"

Ingrid chuckled and looked at Nicole amusingly. But seeing that there was no eaction on her face, Where is this like the performance of people under the eaves?

felt unwilling.

"Stop dreaming, your brother's people can't be found here." Ingrid smugly brushed the light. Nicole pursed her lips.

If the person who arrested her was Ingrid, then it wasn't so bad.

Once Nicole lose contact, Grant and Clayton will definitely start looking for her.

It won't be long before she'll be safe. Thinking of this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Ingrid stepped forward abruptly, with a bit of danger in her eyes: "But the people from the Stanton family still can't replace you."

Nicole raised her eyebrows: "Ms. Ferguson, the matter between me and your brother has long since passed, I don't have much contact with your Ferguson family. You also know my identity, if something happens to me, I'm afraid you won't be much better?"

Ingrid's face sank. "Heh... Do you still think I'm the old Ingrid?"

Nicole was taken aback.

Suddenly, something that Grant had investigated came to mind.

Who does Ingrid seem to be following?

"You..."

Ingrid's lips twitched, and she found a baseball bat in the other corner and weighed it in her hand.

Then, slowly approach her.

Nicole's eyes sank.

Ingrid does not seem to be an opponent. But how many people are there?

Ingrid said, "Let you know how good I am first, Nicole, do you know how much I hate you for causing me to leave Mediania?"

Her last words were almost gnashing of teeth.

Nicole's eyes flickered, and when Ingrid raised her stick high and slammed down Nicole fiercely, she suddenly shot and pinched her wrist instantly. When she folded her wrist, she heard the sound of bone dislocation.

Although Nicole felt unwell, it was more than enough to deal with a small shrimp like Ingrid.

Ingrid's face instantly paled. "You still dare to resist?"

She looked at Nicole in disbelief.

Nicole's eyes were calm and indifferent: "Otherwise? Waiting for you to hit me? Or do you want me to beg you to let me go? Can you let me go?"

There was a bit of chill in her tone.

Ingrid was panting, and the emotion in her eyes completely collapsed.

With the other hand, she pushed Nicole away fiercely, "You b*tch, fall into my hands, I will never let you go, I want you to pay a thousand times a hundred times the price!"

After speaking, Ingrid raised the stick in her hand hysterically.

The next second, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Stop "A rough and cold voice sounded which was unfamiliar and dangerous.

Nicole looked over.

A middle-aged man who looked unattractive walked in, with a faint impatience in his eyes.

The man glanced at Ingrid before looking at Nicole. He nodded and smiled, with a bit of indifference in his smile.

"Ms. Stanton is frightened. Stay with me and wait for someone to pick you up."

Before Nicole could speak, Ingrid impatiently clutched her wrist and objected, "I tried my best to catch her. Come here, do you want to let her go? I will never agree, I will make her pay the price, she is better off torturing every day than to die!"

The man twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes were a little cold: "Ms. Ferguson, this is me. I have the final say on the site of your life.

Liliana asked me to take care of you, not you to order me."