The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 947

Bruce hurriedly sifted through the pages, his fingers driven by a sense of urgency, searching for that one piece of information that could lead him to Evelyn. Finally, he found her file. However, as he skimmed through the details, a sinking feeling enveloped him- Evelyn hadn’t listed her hometown. The trail went cold; Evelyn had vanished into thin air.

His expression darkened, a storm brewing behind his eyes.

"What are you sneaking around here for?" The study door creaked open, and a distinctly sharp female voice cut through the silence.

It was Lucy. Bruce immediately snapped the folder shut, lifting his gaze to meet hers. His menacing scowl melted away, replaced with a sly, honeyed grin, "Hey, Lucy, back from your Zumba class?"

"What are you hiding there? You look awfully guilty," Lucy shot back, unimpressed. She marched over, reaching for the folder he was clutching.

Bruce’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lifted his hand out of her reach, a flash of annoyance crossing his face as he retorted, "I'm just reading a contract, thinking about getting back to the old grind. But you, with your suspicious mind, how can anyone live with that?"

"If you have nothing to hide, why act so defensive?" Lucy snapped back.

With a glare, Bruce thrust the folder into her hands, "Here, take a look then! Go on, check it from top to bottom. And if there's nothing amiss, we're getting a divorce! I can't stand this constant distrust!"

He stood with his hands on his hips, visibly seething as he turned away, leaving Lucy to her scrutiny.

The word 'divorce' hit Lucy like a ton of bricks, her aggressive stance crumbling. The documents she had been so eager to snatch now felt like a hot potato. She dared not open them. If she did, Bruce would hold her to that threat of a divorce.

Over the years, they'd had their share of threats to separate, but Lucy had always been the fierce one, standing her ground, refusing to let go. Her obsession with Bruce was deeper than that of any other woman. He had a way with words, a charm that held them captive, and Lucy was no exception.