Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 584

“lan, fingerprints can’t be faked. There are no two identical fingerprints in the world. This is what the machine tells us. Eric is still alive. For some reason, he just hasn’t reached out to you.”

lan’s breathing picked up after hearing Fitch’s suppressed excitement.

“I’m coming over now. Let’s talk face–to–face.”

lan sat in his office, waiting in silence for Fitch.

Fitch arrived quickly, bringing the test results: “Now we just need to trace the movement of this notebook for the past three days.”

lan rubbed his temples, feeling a mix of emotions.

“Fitch, let’s keep this under wraps for now.”

He was worried that all of this was just wishful thinking.

Furthermore, even if Eric was still alive, he hadn’t made contact for six years. It could be that he was unable to or that he had run into other issues.

All in all, this was a complicated situation.

Fitch nodded, signaling for lan to call Carlene and invite her to talk.

Carlene looked exhausted, having been up all night.

Getting the call from lan felt like being summoned for judgement.

She met them at the agreed location and saw Fitch.

Her body jolted, her complexion paling.

lan’s face was expressionless as he asked her, “Has this notebook always been with you?”

table clenched tightly as

it at

deliver

“Which bodyguard?”

over her bodyguard.

encounter anyone when

bodyguard shook

temples again. “Alright,

see him not press further, but she didn’t

to Carlene due to the importance of Eric’s issue.

days ago, could it be that my brother showed up to save her? She didn’t seem to believe it herself. I think she knows there’s no way my brother’s fingerprint could be on that notebook.”

couldn’t

was silent, furrowing his brows.

one party deceased and many unanswered questions, it was

it from her house, found nothing useful, and returned it to avoid suspicion. But Ethat makes no

explanation.

discreetly. If he’s still alive and in Greenfield, we’ll find him.”

indifferent. “I’ll have

some files, then couldn’t

mark, showing that he’d been removed as a friend.

was also

his investment in the

couldn’t help touching his lip; it had been hurting since she bit him the other day. He couldn’t eat anything until today, only managing to drink some soup.

his was like a thin wire wrapping tightly around

tingling sensation with a

opened his account and immediately saw

Instagram was filled with typical rich kid stuff: luxury cars,

the photo, he wrote

into an old

pulled into the photo, as she was