Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 85

SEBASTIAN

Six months later…

“You’re still at it?”

I lifted my head when I heard Atlas‘ voice coming from the door. My eyes were so fixated on my laptop that I didn’t notice him coming in. I was too busy reading the latest report regarding Blaire’s whereabouts.

Almost everyone has given up on her, but not me. I will never stop looking for her. As long as there’s no definite proof that she’s dead, I will do everything to find her.

I looked at Atlas with dead eyes before I turned my eyes back towards the screen of my laptop.

“You’re not going to stop, are you?” he asked once again when I deliberately ignored him.

“You know I won’t. Why bother asking?” I answered.

“You’ve been spending thousands and thousands of dollars, and you only get the same information over and over again. Have you even considered the fact that if Blaire were alive, she would have come back already?” Atlas continued.

I lifted my eyes and glared at him with a threatening look. “What are you mumbling about? Your company is the one that’s earning a lot of money from this. I’ve been paying you generously to search for Blaire, not to give me unsolicited advice.”

He chuckled. “I was about to build a new office in Asia because of the money you paid me.”

“And yet you gave me nothing,” I remarked sarcastically.

“Give me some slacks, okay?” he complained.

I shot him a death glare before refocusing on my laptop screen. Minutes passed in tense silence until he cautiously approached my desk, dropping a folder of documents onto it.

Raising an eyebrow, I glanced up at him, my expression questioning. My gaze lingered on the folder for a

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moment, pondering its contents.

“You won’t know what’s inside until you take a look,” Atlas remarked, his tone suggesting he could read my thoughts.

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“I don’t have time for your games, Atlas,” I retorted, my hand trembling slightly as i reached for the folder. I tried to conceal my nervousness, but I knew Atlas was observant enough to notice,

beat as I laid eyes on the documents and photographs nestled within the folder. There, staring back at me, was a woman who

barely above a whisper. But as I studied the images more closely, I could no longer deny the truth. It

her,” I murmured.

your parade, but I want

away from the photographs, my mind spinning with possibilities.

do you mean?” I asked him

that’s Blaire. But according to my investigation, there’s no one in that small town who

I tried

what could be her reason for doing so? And more importantly, why isn’t she coming back?” Atlas said, adding

what to think,” I admitted, my voice tinged with uncertainty. “But

Merced. We’ll need to tread carefully, though. If Catherine catches wind of our investigation, it could

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a look,” Atlas remarked, his tone

your games, Atlas,” I retorted, my hand trembling slightly as I reached for the folder. I tried to conceal my nervousness, but I knew Atlas was

I laid eyes on the documents and photographs nestled within the folder. There, staring back at me, was a woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to Blaire. The resemblance was so striking, it sent a jolt of recognition coursing through my veins.

deny the truth. It was

found her,” I murmured.

closely, his expression unreadable. “I didn’t mean to run on your parade, but I

tore my gaze away from the photographs, my

you mean?” I asked him

according to my investigation, there’s no one in that small town

was probably under a different name.” I tried to

true, what could be her reason for doing so? And more importantly, why isn’t

with uncertainty. “But if there’s even a chance that

“Agreed. We’ll need to tread carefully, though. If Catherine catches wind of

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do? She’s already in prison. And I have every intention of

can.”

still has connections, Sebastian. We can’t underestimate her reach or her influence. If she suspects that we’re onto something, she could pull strings from the

have to proceed with caution,” I replied,

men to help with the

I’ll meet you up there. I don’t think I’d be able to wait for another minute

in my mind: How did Blaire end up in that small town? What happened after the explosion? Was she safe?