Novel Name : The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 1141

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When Mr. Anderson saw Nicole’s car, he was a little surprised, but he soon welcomed her in joyfully.

“Miss, have you eaten yet? I can smell alcohol on you. Have you been drinking? Do you want me to

make a hangover tea for you?”

Nicole smiled. “I didn’t drink. It’s probably just the smell of my clothes. I don’t have much appetite either.

You should rest early, Mr. Anderson.”

Mr. Anderson smiled lovingly. “Alright, you too.” Nicole smiled and went straight upstairs.

When she passed by the second floor, she saw Grant sitting in the living room reading emails.

Grant was a little surprised to see Nicole. “You’re back?”

Nicole said, “Mm, where’s Dad?” “He’s resting.”

Nicole nodded. “I’ll go back to my room then?”

Grant nodded in thought as he looked at Nicole’s back with a slight frown. Even Grant could feel that

something was wrong with Nicole, which meant that something went really wrong. Nicole went back to

her room and filled the tub to take a bath. She also had a good massage.

Tigger popped into her room at some point and sat on the sofa watching her.

“Mama, I bought you a lot of gifts!”

Nicole forced a smile. She had long heard about Tigger’s new hobby. “Thank you!”

Although Tigger bought those gifts with her money, it was still much more likable than those annoying

men. “Get me a glass of water.” Nicole spoke. Tigger paused and commanded the AI system, which

automatically poured Nicole a glass of water.

Nicole drank it in one gulp, took a deep breath, and was just about to go to bed when she suddenly

heard a knock on her door.

“Lil N, it’s me.”

Grant‘s voice rang out from outside.

Nicole paused. She got back into spirits and went over to open the door. “Big brother…”

Grant held up the wrapped gift in his hand and smiled.

“It was originally intended for Aida, but I think it’s more appropriate for my sister. Take it. It’s your favorite

Hermés large bag, the cure for all woes!” Nicole’s eyes suddenly reddened. She then flung herself into

Grant’s arms and cried. Grant sighed helplessly, patted her back gently, and asked in a soft voice.

“What’s wrong? Is someone giving you a hard time? Or did you have a fight with Clayton? Tell me, I’ll

avenge you!”

Nicole whimpered and cried without caring about her image.

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