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The Divorced Billionaire Heiress novel Chapter 1085

Read Chapter 1085 of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat

When Nicole looked up, Clayton had already walked over with an extremely gentle smile on his face. His eyes when he looked at her were filled with warmth and fondness.
The corners of Yvette’s mouth twitched. She did not expect him to come so coincidentally.
“Take care of the bill, Mr. Sloan!“
Clayton nodded and took out his card, handing it over to the store manager at the side.
“This is something I should do. You should call me more often for this kind of thing in the future.“
Yvette’s smile stiffened.
On the contrary, Nicole’s smile only deepened, and she did not stop him.
“Then you have to work hard, Mr. Sloan!“
Clayton nodded solemnly, a hint of joy surfacing on his handsome face.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of all the bills from now on.“
That was exactly what he wanted.
The store manager finished swiping the card and brought it back to Clayton. “The total was four million and seventy thousand dollars. Please come again, honored guests.“
Nicole nodded. After all, they had used two bottles of extremely expensive essential oils, so this amount was expected.
Yvette was slightly stunned.
It was not that she could not afford it, but such an amount was indeed surprising.
Clayton was very calm as if the money spent did not belong to him. He casually took the card and stuffed it into Nicole’s bag.
“What do you want to eat?“
Nicole did not see his little action because she had been replying to Logan’s message with her head down.
“A new restaurant opened up downstairs. Why don’t we give it a try?“
Yvette had no opinions. She suddenly felt very hungry now.
Clayton went over to take Nicole’s bag for her, then familiarly took her arm and walked forward, not disturbing her from replying to the message.
His thoughtfulness was evident in the smallest details.
At the dining table.
Yvette sat inside and Nicole sat outside, facing Clayton.
While eating, the two of them exchanged glances from time to time and smiled when their eyes met.
Even Yvette, a person who had been through hundreds of battles in the world of love, felt a little exasperated.
‘Are these two freshies?’ Yvette felt like a huge third wheel sitting here and began to feel fidgety.
When it was time to go back, Yvette waved and hurriedly left on her own.
It would be too torturous to stay with them the whole time.
In the car.
Clayton looked outside the window with a deep gaze. “Quite a lot of people followed you today, huh?“
Nicole laughed. “Yup, it’s a bunch of idiots. Did they think I’d know of Isaac’s whereabouts?“
Clayton reached out to take her hand.
“Don’t worry, my people are protecting you from the shadows too.“
Nicole raised her brows. She naturally knew that she was being followed by several people that were divided into several groups.
However, she was not worried about it.
“How long are you going to wait before showing your cards?“
Clayton ‘s eyes flashed, and the smile on the corners of his lips faded slightly.
“I originally only wanted to scare him a little by locking him up for a few days, but…“
His eyes darkened. “I think I found out a secret. I want to see if it’s true or not.“

Nicole was curious. “What secret?”
Clayton looked at her, pondered for a few seconds, and said without hiding anything, “I suspect that Isaac isn’t my uncle at all. I don’t think he’s my father’s brother.”
With just a single sentence, the shock on Nicole’s face could no longer be described.
“How would the Sloan family not know their own bloodline…?”
She could not help but be shocked. The gentry attached great importance to the purity of bloodlines.
If Isaac’s origins were questionable, how could he become the favorite of the Sloan family and become the legitimate heir?
Even Clayton, an illegitimate son, was never truly acknowledged by the family.
Clayton pursed his lips. His gaze flickered as he looked at the scenery flitting by outside. A trace of gloom flashed between his brows.

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