Chapter 28

• ETHAN'S POV
• The next morning, I sat at my desk, a cold, unreadable expression on my face. The private investigator cautiously entered, placing a stack of documents in front of me. The man hesitated, clearly wanting to speak, but thought better of it.
• Maintaining my stoic demeanor, I picked up the file and began flipping through the pages. For a brief moment, my lips twitched upward in satisfaction as I read the initial details. However, as I reached the final page, my joy vanished, replaced by a fury so intense it radiates off me.