Chapter 947

Bruce hurriedly sifted through the pages, his fingers driven by a sense of urgency, searching for that one piece of information that could lead him to Evelyn. Finally, he found her file. However, as he skimmed through the details, a sinking feeling enveloped him- Evelyn hadn’t listed her hometown. The trail went cold; Evelyn had vanished into thin air.

His expression darkened, a storm brewing behind his eyes.

“What are you sneaking around here for?” The study door creaked open, and a distinctly sharp female voice cut through the silence.

It was Lucy. Bruce immediately snapped the folder shut, lifting his gaze to meet hers. His menacing scowl melted away, replaced with a sly, honeyed grin, “Hey, Lucy, back from your Zumba class?”

What are you hiding there? You look awfully guilty,” Lucy shot back, unimpressed. She marched over, reaching for the folder he was clutching.

his hand out of her reach, a flash of annoyance crossing his face as he retorted, “I’m just reading a contract, thinking about getting back to the old grind. But you, with your suspicious mind,

hide, why act so defensive?” Lucy

take a look then! Go on, check it from top to bottom. And if there’s nothing amiss, we’re getting a divorce! I can’t stand this constant distrust!”

visibly seething as

documents she had been so eager to snatch now felt like a hot potato. She dared not open them. If she

ground, refusing to let go. Her obsession with Bruce was

knew about his indiscretions, the thought of losing her status as his wife and the thought of being dethroned were unbearable. A divorce would mean losing

check. Don’t be mad.” Lucy cajoled, nudging his elbow and handing

go, snatching the documents and placing them on the shelf with a scowl, “All these years,

and fearful that he was genuinely angry. She hurried after him, “Bruce, please don’t be mad. You’ll only hurt yourself. I’ll stop, I promise. Look at you, just out of the hospital with bruises still visible. We don’t want you back in there. I told you I wanted to pick you up when you got discharged, and you wouldn’t

his arm, “With you acting like a jailer all the time, you’ll be

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