Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 2033

Lost in contemplation, Sonny hesitated to reach for the glass.

With a furrow of his brow, Nathan’s voice broke the silence, as cold and composed as ever.

“You’re being promoted to deputy director.

From now on, you’re to be addressed as Mr.

Garza.

Do you refuse to the water I’ve offered?”

The jest, though light-hearted, seemed to weigh heavily on Sonny’s ears, causing him to bow respectfully with a hint of trepidation etched on his face.

“No, no, your intention to elevate me to the position of deputy director of the National Security Bureau is deeply appreciated.

Your kindness will forever be engraved in my heart, and I shall always remain your faithful subordinate,” Sonny stated earnestly.

Nathan’s lips curled into a faint smile as he extended the glass towards Sonny with patience, his demeanor exuding warmth.

“We also stand as comrades, as family, as brothers.

”

A lump formed in Sonny’s throat, moved by Nathan’s words.

Carefully, he echoed, “Yes, indeed, comrades, family, and brothers.

”

Gratefully, Sonny accepted the glass, his thirst overwhelming as he quickly drank the water.

Nathan retreated to his chair.

“Take your time.

No one will rush you.

There’s plenty more water.

”

Wiping the sweat from his brow, Sonny replied, “Your offering is more than sufficient.

The water you’ve poured carries a sweetness beyond taste.

”

Upon receiving his accolades, Nathan’s demeanor shifted subtly as he leveled a cold gaze at Sonny.

“Once you’ve finished, return to your office, freshen up, and resume your duties.

”

“Of course, Nathan,” Sonny replied, placing the glass down before swiftly departing from Nathan’s office.

Sonny was drenched in sweat, his garments adhering uncomfortably to his clammy skin.

The sensation was discomfiting, compelling him to yearn for a swift immersion in the refreshing embrace of a shower.

Shortly after Sonny’s departure, a knock sounded at Nathan’s office door, heralding the arrival of the Payne family’s bodyguard.

“Sir, there’s been an incident involving Mr.

Mylo Payne…”

Today marked the deadline for Ronan’s recovery from his leg injury.

Acting on Nathan’s directive, the bodyguards set out for Mylo’s villa to look for Ronan.

Following Nathan’s previous instructions, they planned to escort Ronan to the ancestral temple, where Kern would administer thirty lashes.

From there, they would proceed to the National Security Bureau for documentation before transferring Ronan to a senior prison for a five-year term.

However, upon reaching Mylo’s residence, Ronan was nowhere to be found.

Attentively absorbing the bodyguard’s report, Nathan’s brow furrowed.

“How could Mylo thwart your efforts to apprehend Ronan?”

Shaking his head, the bodyguard replied, “We combed through every inch of the villa, but there was no sign of Mr.

Ronan Payne.

Kern attempted to contact him and even tracked his mobile phone’s GPS, but he seems to have vanished without a trace.

”

Nathan’s countenance grew stern as he struggled to contain his mounting frustration.

Straightening his military attire with resolve, he rose to his feet.

“For Mylo to hide Ronan and obstruct the National Security Bureau’s standard procedures is utterly unacceptable.

It appears he has the leisure to spend a few days in a cell at the Bureau.

”

Summoning Larry, Nathan ordered him to assemble a detachment of soldiers to confront Mylo at the Paynes‘ house.