Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 2043

“Go to the garage.

I still have a lot to handle at the company.

But don’t worry about me, Kern.

I know my way around the Payne family’s property now and won’t get lost.

”

Since Lucinda did not require any further assistance, Kern remained silent.

He bowed respectfully and watched as Lucinda walked away.

“Take care, madam.

”

Lucinda gave a slight nod and then headed towards the garage.

Kern stood at the gate of the villa, watching her figure disappear around the corner before he returned to resume his duties with Norton.

Larry was exceptionally skilled at tracking people down.

That night, he located Ronan, who was attempting to escape aboard an illegal cargo ship.

Ronan had planned to slip away from Cadiered secretly, but was caught red-handed at the dock.

Slender and no match for someone like Larry, who had professional military training, Ronan couldn’t fend off his captors.

Unable to escape, he made a desperate leap into the sea, nearly drowning himself in the process.

Eventually, Larry and his team caught up with him.

They dragged a sobbing Ronan out of the water and handcuffed him.

Ronan was in despair.

“Nathan is too cruel.

He really wants to kill me! Can’t he just let me go? Let me go! Are you going to take me back to the ancestral temple? Or send me to a high-security prison? No, I won’t go! I want to see Nathan!” he insisted, shouting Like someone fighting for their last breath.

His voice echoed, filled with desperation.

None of the group responded to him, but his determination only intensified.

Frustrated by the noise, Larry quickly silenced him by placing a seal over his mouth.

“Mylo has been staying at the National Security Bureau recently.

Why don’t you join him, Ronan, and have the same experience?” Larry sneered.

They wanted to detain him at the National Security Bureau?

Ronan soon stopped struggling.

As long as he wasn’t subjected to physical punishment or sent to a high-security prison, he believed he might be released by the National Security Bureau within a week at most.

But he had greatly underestimated his situation.

Mylo, not having committed a major crime, was allowed to stay in a single room without needing to share facilities.

Nathan had ensured at least that much comfort for him.

In stark contrast, Ronan was thrown into a shared cell crammed with over ten men.

There was no bed and only one toilet to share among them.

These were suspects involved in serious crimes, not just minor offenses.

As the door locked behind him, Ronan clutched the iron railing and continued to shout, “I want to see Nathan! Get that bastard to see me!”

From the outset, Ronan treated the head of the National Security Bureau with marked disrespect.

Although he refrained from using foul language, which showed some restraint, his demeanor was that of a privileged young man unaccustomed to societal hardships.

The officer, clearly displeased, chose not to engage.

He locked the door and walked away.

“Stop!” Ronan yelled after the departing officer, but he was too far gone.

A chill ran down his spine as Ronan felt the gaze of many eyes upon him, causing unease to settle in.

He turned to survey his surroundings.

Men of all shapes and sizes were staring at him, their eyes filled with curiosity and suspicion.

This was his first time in such a place, and his initial arrogance quickly waned.

A nearby man inquired, “Hey, newbie, what did you do to get here?”

Clutching his fists so tightly that his handcuffs rattled, Ronan replied, “I was framed by Nathan.

He treated me ruthlessly, trying to destroy me.

”

Nathan?