Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195: Ivy’s past that she didn’t want to share

[Logan’s Residence]

"Is this the man my father killed during that mission?"

Xander’s question left a heavy silence hanging over the living room.

After ending the call with Taylor the previous night, he hadn’t gone to bed. Instead, he had continued going through Frederick’s confidential files. Among them, he had found an old folder marked Important. Inside were several photographs of the same man.

The fact that Frederick had separated those files from everything else immediately raised Xander’s suspicions.

Now, he and Ivy sat across from Logan, waiting for his answer.

Logan, however, had been distracted ever since they arrived.

Seeing Ivy accompanying Xander had surprised him more than he cared to admit. He had wanted to ask what was going on between them, but before he had the chance, Xander had slid the photographs across the coffee table.

Logan picked them up.

The moment he recognized the face, his expression changed.

"...Yes."

He nodded with certainty.

"This is him."

"He was the man your father shot during the mission."

Xander’s eyes narrowed.

"Are you absolutely certain?"

"I am."

Logan didn’t hesitate.

"I saw him with my own eyes."

He looked down at the photograph again before continuing.

"After the mission, we confirmed his death."

Xander leaned forward slightly.

"Then explain something to me."

He took another file from the folder and placed it beside the photographs.

"Why was Uncle Frederick investigating him years later?"

Logan frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"This file belonged to him."

Xander tapped the folder.

"It contains surveillance reports, photographs, and handwritten notes about this man."

"He even marked it as important."

"If this man died during that mission..."

"...why would Uncle Frederick still be looking for him?"

Logan stared blankly at the documents.

"I..."

He slowly shook his head.

"I have no idea."

He looked genuinely confused.

"As far as I know, the mission ended that day."

His brows knitted together as he tried to recall every detail.

"We recovered the body."

"We held his funeral."

"I was there."

"There is no possibility that he survived."

His tone carried absolute conviction.

"We buried him ourselves."

Silence settled over the room.

Xander exchanged a meaningful glance with Ivy.

It seemed Logan knew nothing beyond the official report.

If even he was unaware of Frederick’s private investigation...

Then Lucas probably didn’t know either.

Otherwise, Xander would have found at least some mention of it among Lucas’s belongings.

"So..."

Ivy spoke quietly, more to herself than anyone else.

"That means even your father wasn’t aware of what Frederick was investigating."

Her words immediately caught Logan’s attention.

He looked from Ivy to Xander.

After holding back his curiosity for several minutes, he finally couldn’t resist asking.

"By the way..."

He hesitated.

"How are you two—"

"She’s my woman."

Xander answered before Logan could even finish the sentence.

The straightforward declaration left Logan blinking in surprise.

"...So the two of you are together?"

"Yes."

Xander answered without the slightest hesitation.

Ivy looked at him helplessly before turning back to Logan.

"We are."

"But I’d appreciate it if you kept it to yourself for now."

She pointed her thumb toward Xander.

"If this gets out before we’re ready, this man will probably charge you with emotional damages."

Xander remained completely expressionless.

"I might."

His deadpan response made Ivy roll her eyes.

"I was joking."

"I wasn’t."

Logan couldn’t help letting out a laugh.

"I’ll keep my mouth shut."

"You have my word."

Ivy smiled.

"Thank you."

Although he had agreed, Logan couldn’t shake the strange feeling lingering in his heart.

He quietly observed Ivy.

The way she smiled.

The way she spoke.

Even the way she casually teased Xander...

Everything about her reminded him of someone.

Someone he had known very well.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t connect the dots.

Why does she feel so familiar...?

Before he could think any further, Ivy’s phone rang.

She glanced at the screen.

"Sal."

She answered immediately.

"Hello?"

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