Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 1992

It’s a matter within our family’s purview, and you shouldn’t meddle.

Danilo’s tone remained composed.

“Indeed, I’m an outsider, and I understand it’s not my place.

But, Ms.

Simmons, must you be so harsh on a young girl like her?”

Lucinda dismissed Danilo’s plea.

“I’m no saintly figure.

She’s been callous towards me and showed no mercy.

Now, you advocate for kindness? It’s absurd.

Just give me Nala.

The Simmons Group and the AN Group can coexist peacefully in the future.

”

Following a prolonged silence, Danilo relented, remarking, “Give me half a day.

I’ll speak with Nala and provide you with a response.

”

“Very well,” Lucinda replied, arching an eyebrow.

It seemed that this matter might find resolution through diplomacy.

Within the ancestral temple of the Payne family, Sonny ushered Ronan into the room with force, the latter so feeble that Sonny could easily push him by pinching the nape of his neck.

“Release me! I just want to go to a bar.

Have I committed a grave offense? Why drag me to the ancestral temple? Ouch! Sonny, how dare you handle me like this?! You…”

Ronan seethed with anger, wanting to unleash his curses.

Yet, before he could complete his sentence, his gaze fell upon Nathan, standing right before him.

Nathan stood tall, hands clasped behind his back, emanating an aura of cold authority.

Ronan’s bravado waned, replaced by trepidation.

He composed himself and said, “What is the meaning of this? Have I committed a crime by going to the bar? Your wife forbade me from tending to Grandpa.

I sought solace at the bar to ease my frustration.

Is that a transgression?”

Nathan inquired coldly, “Before Grandpa lost consciousness, you were the last person he encountered in the study.

What transpired between you and Grandpa?”

Ronan straightened his postur

e, adjusting his glasses to regain his dignity.

“Grandpa inquired about my recent endeavors.

He expressed dissatisfaction with my lack of activity and progress.

He reprimanded me briefly.

That’s all.

What else could I possibly have done to Grandpa?”

Nathan remained skeptical of his account.

“This is your final opportunity to confess.

If you persist in concealing the truth, you’ll face the repercussions.

”

Ronan bowed his head, avoiding direct eye contact.

“What are you implying? Do you suspect me of harming Grandpa? In the Payne family, due to your actions, my father and I endured ridicule; only Grandpa extended his support to me.

I have no motive to cause him harm.

”

“You have!” Nathan asserted confidently.

“Why do you suspect me in such a manner?” Ronan questioned.

Nathan pursed his thin lips tightly, restraining his profound displeasure and containing his simmering anger.

He cast a glance at Sonny, silently conveying a message with his eyes.

Immediately, Sonny produced a drip bottle containing an unidentified transparent liquid and passed it to Nathan.

Nathan accepted the evidence and fixed Ronan with a firm stare.

“I found it in your room.

Upon examining your call log, I noticed an unfamiliar number.

You administered the medication into Grandpa’s tea.

Did you think I wouldn’t uncover the truth?”

Confused, Ronan reached out to grab the drip bottle from Nathan’s hand.

“What is this? I don’t know where this came from.

Please, don’t accuse me wrongly.

”