Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 1947

Nala was well aware of the situation, yet she maintained an innocent, loving smile.

“Alright then.

You’re so thoughtful.

I’ll tread carefully.

I skipped my nap this afternoon.

If there’s nothing else, I’ll retire for some rest.

”

“Have a good rest.

”

The two exchanged pleasantries before Nala departed the ancestral temple in her heels, her graceful form fading into the distance.

Observing her departure, Lucinda refrained from locking the door or shutting the window until Nala was out of sight.

Turning to the tea table, Lucinda peered down at Graham.

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Focused on his task, Graham continued to copy with the pen in hand.

“What’s on your mind, sister?”

Lucinda’s discontent was evident as she corrected him, “Your memory fails you.

When I was

pregnant, I severed our sibling bond and instructed you not to address me as sister anymore.

”

Graham’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he masked the bitterness in his gaze.

“You’re right.

I deserve that.

Why did you remain? What do you wish to discuss in private?”

Disregarding the affection in his hoarse tone, Lucinda posed a serious question.

“Valerie’s been missing for nine months since her disappearance from the countryside.

Any thoughts on her whereabouts?”

Graham’s hand, mid-writing, suddenly trembled, ruining the paper.

He had to rewrite the entire section he’d just completed.

He tore the entire paper, crumpled it into a ball, and then reverted to the book’s initial pages, recommencing his transcription.

“I can’t say.

She might be deceased.

Even if she’s alive, she wouldn’t be foolish enough to return,” he sighed.

“Is that so?” Lucinda snorted incredulously, clearly unconvinced.

She leaned down, forcefully gripping Graham’s chin, compelling him to meet her gaze.

Lucinda used to appear meek in his presence.

She once feared and respected him.

However, following their falling out after Valerie’s event, Lucinda now looked at him with nothing but disappointment.

She believed his affection and care were mere pretenses, convinced Valerie held greater importance in his eyes for saving his life.

Lucinda felt she meant nothing to Graham.

The more Lucinda dwelled on it, the angrier she grew.

With a shiver coursing down her spine, she blurted, “I suspect Nala is Valerie.

What do you think?”

Graham pondered for a moment before responding, “No, she isn’t.

”

“Are you absolutely certain?”