Unmasked My CEO Ex-Husband’s Regret novel Chapter 63

Now, this dossier from the Justice Seeker cleared up the entire mystery.

The Justice Seeker hadn't just investigated Vivian's tenure at Ark Solutions. The report laid out everything—from her initial meeting with Julian before she studied abroad, to the real reason her family had exiled her overseas.

Furthermore, it chronicled every single date Vivian and Julian had gone on since she joined the company, including the exact times, locations, and even the person who occasionally third-wheeled their outings: Meredith Beckett.

The quiet rustle of thick paper filled the silent room. Reading the report felt like watching a twisted television drama unfold; Julian and Vivian's entire love story was laid out in agonizing, meticulous detail right before her eyes.

At the very back of the file were two separately stapled packets containing deep-dive investigations and anomaly reports on a pair of corporate partnerships.

Elara recognized the names of the two companies immediately. They were the exact same entities she had asked Sarah Norwood to investigate just last night.

However, this report was vastly more comprehensive than what they had managed to pull so far, completely preempting the direction Sarah was currently working toward.

It even noted the shocking detail that the legal representative of one of the new shell companies, Marcus Thorne, had passed away a year ago.

Elara scanned the documents, snapped pictures of a few critical paragraphs that they hadn't uncovered yet, and sent them to Sarah.

[? What is this?]

Sarah replied seconds later: [Did you dig this up yourself?]

Elara: [Someone mailed it to me.]

[This report is almost too detailed. I'm worried it's some sort of trap. Can you verify if this intel is legitimate?]

Whoever had the resources to dig this deep was by no means an ordinary person.

Among Elara's circles of friends, former law school classmates, and colleagues, absolutely no one possessed this kind of elite, god-tier investigative power.

This person clearly knew exactly what she was going through. If they genuinely wanted to help, why not reach out directly? Why hide behind a dramatic pseudonym like Justice Seeker and mail her physical evidence?

Was there something about their identity that couldn't see the light of day?

But most importantly, how on earth did this person know exactly what she needed at this precise moment?

Who were they really?

Elara shut her laptop completely, walked over, and took Melody's small hand. "I just finished up. I was actually about to come downstairs and find you."

"Did you have fun playing with the nanny?"

"I sure did!"

Melody nodded enthusiastically. She had been playing so hard she worked up a sweat, leaving strands of damp hair plastered to her forehead and cheeks.

Elara gently brushed the damp hair away from the little girl's face. Melody stood still obediently, happily chattering away about the games they had played.

"It was so much fun! I want to play it with Daddy tomorrow."

Elara didn't bat an eye. "Okay, you can ask him tonight."

"Okay!"

Just as she agreed, something seemed to cross Melody's mind. She froze for a split second before asking in a hushed, hesitant voice, "Mommy, do you think Daddy will actually come home on time tonight?"