The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 549

Then there was Gavin and Maisie's divorce agreement.

When the Lane family went bankrupt, their house at The Glades had been sealed off. The belongings hadn't been completely cleared out. He had found an old computer inside, restored the data, and printed out the divorce agreement.

That meant the divorce agreement existed before they moved out of The Glades.

Petty had never read the contents of the agreement, but he had.

All assets went to Gavin, while Maisie only wanted Petty.

So, it was highly likely that Maisie was the one who proposed the divorce.

"Still no sign of Gregory Page?" Franco asked, setting down a stack of documents.

Gregory was the former butler of the Lane family. After the bankruptcy, Gavin dismissed him. At first, Gregory stubbornly refused to leave, squeezing into a tiny rental apartment with the family of three.

But later, one day, he simply left Cabinda.

Petty had been just a child back then, ignorant of what was happening.

But Gregory was an adult and the family's butler. He definitely knew a lot.

Jay shook his head. "Still looking."

Franco didn't press further.

His case for harboring a fugitive and forging documents had already been submitted to the court. On his sixth day in the Detention Center, Jay had bailed him out. He just needed to stay home and wait for his court summons.

But Galen hadn't shown his face since that day. Even after Franco was released from the Detention Center, Galen remained MIA.

Was Livia Carter's issue still unresolved, or had something else happened?

Franco's phone hadn't been returned to him yet. He glanced at Jay. "Call Galen."

The phone rang for a long time before connecting.

Franco held the device to his ear. Deafening club music blared through the speaker, followed by the sound of glass rolling and shattering.

"Where are you?" Franco's gaze turned somber.

He sat with his legs apart, elbows resting on his knees, and roughly rubbed his face.

"Livia was sent abroad by my parents. They spiked my water with sleeping pills. When I woke up, she was gone."

His tone was eerily calm.

But for a man like him, the calmer he sounded, the closer he was to snapping.

Franco had guessed it had something to do with Livia, but he hadn't expected she had actually left Cabinda.

"How did they find out?"

Galen was reckless, but he had kept his relationship with Livia buried deep. No rumors had ever reached his parents' ears.

Galen touched a dried scab on the back of his hand. Five days ago, he had pinned Livia against her office desk, and she had grabbed a pair of scissors, stabbing him.

The wound wasn't deep because, in that split second, his physical dominance had forced her tense body into a momentary surrender.

He stroked the scab. "I put her in the hospital."