My Rise and My Ex's Fall (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 615

What on earth had Eugene done to convince Nance to part with something so precious? What kind of history did they share—or were they close enough that he could just walk away with something this valuable, just like that?

Her hand tightened around the pink diamond, yet her heart felt heavier than before. Her first task was complete. She should have felt relieved, but instead, a deeper sense of uncertainty settled over her.

That Eugene... ugh.

The sedan Chloe was riding in pulled up to a budget motel on the outskirts of town. She stepped out and headed straight inside, not looking back.

A plain black sedan drove slowly past the motel a moment later, nothing about it standing out.

"Chloe just entered that budget motel," Landon relayed to Eugene over the phone, passing along the update from his team. "We sent someone in to check it out. Place looks ordinary—cheap rates, maybe a hundred bucks a night tops."

Eugene glanced down at the report in his hands and allowed a faint smile to touch his lips.

"That's just the surface. What's really inside probably tells a different story."

Landon tucked the folder away and nodded. "Exactly what I thought. I had a contact who knows this stuff take a closer look. The interior layout is... unexpected."

He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice. "The motel's exterior is basically a front. Inside, it's wired up and structured like something else entirely. Whoever owns that place must have serious backing—otherwise they'd never get away with building it out so openly."

"So what if they have connections?" Eugene's smile widened, cool and unbothered.

"The pink diamond is in Chloe's hands now. What's her next move?" Landon frowned. "Whoever's pressuring her—they must have serious leverage. Or maybe they've got something on her, and she's got no choice but to play along."

"Who they are doesn't matter," Eugene said, rising to his feet and pinching the bridge of his nose. "If they want to play games, we'll play. Remember what I said—when it comes to Chloe, we do whatever it takes."

"Don't worry, I'll handle it." Landon's voice was steady. "This one's tricky—they're in the shadows, we're in the light. Might as well make it interesting."

Eugene gave a low sound of acknowledgment and watched Landon exit. He then walked into the adjoining bedroom, where Robert was seated at the desk, hunched over something in his arms, eyes fixed on the computer screen.

The screen was divided into several sections, large and small—all clearly surveillance footage. And every scene was from Myers Estate.

"Found anything?"

At the time of the incident, both Greg and Donald were present. Arthur had been at the corporate office and only rushed back once he got the call. What had happened in between?

Greg and Donald had stepped away from Charles at one point—for less than ten minutes. What transpired during those minutes?

They'd tried tracing every clue, but the spot where Charles died happened to be a blind spot in the camera coverage.

"Bruce is already investigating every person on Myers Estate," Eugene said quietly, a thread of restrained anger in his tone. "Nobody gets overlooked—not even the staff."

Chloe ignoring him had gotten under his skin. And now, with Charles' death looking less and less natural, he was determined to uncover who was behind it—and do it quickly.

Noticing how intent Eugene looked, Robert allowed a slight smile before turning back to the screen, his focus sharper than before.

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Chloe spent the next few hours gathering everything she could find about Charles' final days. Once she confirmed her suspicions—that something wasn't right about his death—she got back into her car and drove off.