Holding the documents, Chloe Reed stared blankly at the open cabinet before her.
In the past, she used to help him organize his study: where to place the books he used most often, how to categorize regular and confidential documents, where to store important files...
These things were practically engraved in her muscle memory.
She felt no sense of discord entering this room. She was intimately familiar with every part of it, every nook and cranny.
After all, this place was once her home.
For the four years of their marriage, she had lived here.
’Why was I so resistant to coming back here before?’
’It was only because this place held so many of her emotions—her joys and sorrows. It had witnessed her growth and her changes, and it was also where her heartbreak was buried.’
’If she wanted to cut ties with the past, the first thing she had to distance herself from was this place.’
’But after everything, she had come full circle and returned.’
Her thoughts in a whirl, she tightened her grip on the documents, then turned, sat in the chair, and opened them to read.
These documents detailed Miles Hawthorne’s employment history abroad.
As she read on, her brow furrowed. ’There’s nothing suspicious in here, is there?’
"The day your grandmother was taken, after the assassination attempt outside the sanatorium, I had people investigate the staff’s connections. The trail led to Miles Hawthorne. He’s very close with the sanatorium’s director. I suspect he had something to do with that assassination attempt."
Just then, Walker Grant’s voice sounded.
Chloe shook her head. "Impossible."
She closed the document folder and said, "He’s been helping me this whole time. There’s no way he’d want me dead."
Walker Grant watched her with cold indifference in his dark phoenix eyes. "Why is he helping you like this? Has he asked for anything in return?"


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