Mr. Remus Your Billionaire Wife Wants a Divorce

Chapter 48

Neil’s eyes flashed with anger as he asked, “That Lamborghini belongs to him?!”

It made sense why Curtis could never identify its owner. After he met Chris, Neil had tasked Curtis with investigating him. But apart from details about his life after his debut, they could not uncover

much else.

Their investigators had only discovered that Chris had ties to the influential Rios Family in Imperial

City. The power structure in that city was even more intricate than the one in Ryoln City, so it was challenging to look into Chris. As a result, Neil decided not to pursue the matter any further.

Silvia was stunned to see Chris as well. After a brief pause, she nonchalantly said, “It has nothing to do with you, Mr. Remus.”

Then, she hurried toward Chris. Seeing her enter the car without hesitation, intense displeasure seemed to encompass Neil.

“Step on it!”

Silvia seemed perplexed when she got in. “I called Dulcie, so why did you show up instead?”

Chris smiled. “I was having dinner with her tonight. When she received your call, something else also came up, so I made my way over instead.”

When she worked as Chris’s agent in the past, Dulcie would often visit her. That was how she got to know him over time.

you guys decide to have dinner together all of

and he playfully said, “How did you know I was busy? Have you been keeping an eye on me? Do

to have ugly handwriting. If I hadn’t helped

time when they practiced calligraphy together, and a sense

over him.

didn’t help me alone. You helped all the artists under you, and we

then, Silvia managed several other artists apart from him. She was not satisfied with their handwriting, so she would organize calligraphy practice sessions for

to spend more time with her, so he would write poorly on purpose to

revealed this to

seconds, and her smile faded

others?”

these days.”

had diverse personalities. Without her, their interactions would

the artists were all doing well

taken aback when Chris drove her to her mansion in North City. “I don’t live

frowned and asked, “You moved

nodded. “Yeah. My divorce from my husband

his grip on the steering wheel until his knuckles