Novel Name : The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

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Lil Michael grew anxious and nervous when he heard Nicole say that she was sick. His fair and tender
face was full of helplessness.
“I’ll call the doctor for you right away…”

He went to get the phone but was stopped by Nicole. She opened her mouth and felt a little helpless.
Clayton was seriously ill earlier, but Lil Michael had not been as anxious to find a doctor. How did Clayton
raise his son?

She smiled and said, “No need. I’ll be fine after taking medicine. Are you hungry? Why don’t I make
some chicken soup for you?”
It was better for sick people to eat something light, right? Lil Michael nodded and then shook his head.
“Cooking is too hard. I’ll just go hungry. I can’t let Pretty Lady suffer!”

Nicole’s heart softened and she grinned at him. “It’s fine, it won’t be that hard. It’ll just take a while.”
Nicole went to the kitchen and slowly let it simmer. The sky gradually darkened.
Lil Michael and Nicole had some soup, and Lil Michael conscientiously went back to his room to do his
homework.

Nicole went to the room to check on Clayton again. She touched his forehead. ’Good, the fever went
down.’ She breathed a sigh of relief.





Her phone just so happened to ring.

It was from Logan.





Nicole answered it. “What’s wrong?”

Logan said, “President, there’s an urgent document here. The European region needs your signature as
soon as possible. If it’s convenient for you…”

Nicole paused and was already used to it. “Alright, send it to my email.”
She hung up the phone, left a note on the table, and went downstairs.

Fortunately, they just lived on different floors, so it was very convenient. It would not be too late to come
back up when she was done reading the papers. The computer in Nicole’s study was encrypted. She
browsed through the documents and pointed out a few of the more obscure issues, then waited for
Logan to redo them. Time passed little by little.

By the time she finished re-reading the papers, she was so tired that she could barely keep her eyes
open. She looked at her phone. There were no messages or calls.

Clayton was probably still sleeping, so she did not go up to disturb him. She washed up and went
straight to bed. Early morning.

Light filled the room when Nicole woke up. She had forgotten to close the curtains and adjust it to sleep
mode.

However, since she was awake, she did not go back to sleep.

She stretched and walked on her slippers to the bathroom to wash up. Today was Saturday, but Nicole
still had some unfinished work to do, so she could not rest.

The moment she went out, she saw Clayton standing there, holding Lil Michael’s hand. Clayton finally
regained his usual warmth and gentleness. He stood there in good spirits, waving with Lil Michael. “Good



morning…”

Nicole could not help but smile. “I slept too late yesterday, so I didn’t go up…” Clayton nodded, signaling
that he understood.

“I know. The soup was delicious, so I finished it all. This is today’s breakfast. Take it to the office to eat!”

He handed over the box in his hand, and Nicole took it. ’He had still been feverish last night, but he got
up in the morning to prepare breakfast for me?’

A warm current rushed through her heart as she grew a little embarrassed. She looked at the grinning Lil
Michael and felt a little bad. “You can come in and wait.” Lil Michael shook his head and said seriously,
“Daddy said we can’t. We can’t just randomly go into a girl’s house. It’ll scare you.” What a great
upbringing!

Nicole rubbed Lil Michael’s head. “It’s fine, I won’t get scared.” Clayton smiled and changed the topic.

“Although I really want to see you off, my face isn’t suitable to meet with others for the time being. Drive
carefully…” As soon as Nicole looked at him, she remembered the kiss from last night and hastily turned
away. She quickly nodded and left.






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