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The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 1215
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Chapter 1215 You Have to Hold On

Logan stood there sheepishly.

“Well… I’ve never encountered such a thing before, and I wouldn’t be able to hide it even if I wanted to. It was for

your sake…”

Nicole choked, rolled her eyes at him, and picked up her phone before leaving. She did not worry about anything

else, but Grant would definitely lecture her later. How annoying.

Logan sighed with relief and followed.

Early in the moming, in the Sloan family residence.

Quavon stood in the luxurious living room with a heavy and aged face.

After a night without sleep, Quavon looked haggard. He seemed to have visibly aged overnight.

Finally, the doctor came out of the room.

“Chairman Sloan.”

“How is it?”

The doctor paused. “The situation is very bad. Mr. Isaac showed signs of suffocation. Asphyxiation will affect the

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brain, but it’s not yet determined what after-effects he has. He’s still unconscious…”

As the doctor reported Isaac’s condition, Quavon’s face sank little by little.

“Get to the point!”

The doctor trembled and cleared his throat.

“It might cause him to become paralyzed waist-down or be bedridden. You should be prepared.”

Quavon seemed to lose his balance. He swayed and almost fell.

The people behind him went over in time to support Quavon.

“Chairman… You have to hold on!”

“Who was it?! Who dared to do this to my… My brother!”

The word “son” reached Quavon’s mouth, but when he saw the people in front of him, he choked and replaced it

with “brother”.

The surrounding people did not notice anything. Quavon was usually very indulgent and loving to Isaac.

The butler ran out. “We currently don’t know who did this. We’re contacting everyone the Young Master saw before

the accident. The surveillance footage also happened to stop working last night, so we still don’t know who sent him

here…”

They were completely clueless.

At that time, Isaac’s upper body was bare, and his neck was bruised from strangulation. There were faint traces of

suffocation. His face was an ashen gray, and there were also other bruises on his body. The bloody scar on his face

was the most shocking.

How was this the usual frivolous Isaac?

Isaac was down to his last breath, which flipped the whole Sloan family upside down for the entire night.

The doctors told them countless times to be mentally prepared.

The status of the Sloan family in Liberty was extremely high.

They were well connected in both the political and business worlds.

Isaac usually acted in a high-profile manner and was very flamboyant. Although everyone was unable to put up with

him, there had never been any dispute.

That was because he was a Sloan.

Everyone knew that Isaac was the heir to the Sloan family. It was Quavon who made Isaac his successor.

Otherwise, would Isaac, a mere younger brother, have a slice of the pie when Quavon already had a son and a

grandson?

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It was ridiculous.

Quavon’s face changed a few times.

His cloudy old eyes twitched as he stared at the doctor.

“You must save Isaac’s life no matter the cost. If I find out who did it, I’ll have him killed!”

The people stood there with trepidation, not daring to say a word.

Everything would be clear when Isaac woke up.

Early the next moming.

A luxurious Rolls Royce stopped at the entrance of the Capitol.

Mitchell looked at the time and spoke to the man in the back seat.

“It’s still early, so Ms. Stanton might still be sleeping. Do you want to eat something first?”

Eric checked Nicole’s schedule and postponed all his affairs today, wanting to follow her. Even if Nicole was angry or

unhappy, Eric just wanted to be with her, just the two of them.

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There were dark circles under Eric’s eyes. He was busy until midnight last night to deal with today’s business.

“No need…”