My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 13:

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Kristopher adjusted his posture, his voice low and calm as he instructed, “Go ahead, speak.”

A shiver of apprehension coursed through Oliver as he tentatively began, “Mr. Norris, Mrs. Norris has departed from Bayview Villa, and…”

Lise hesitated mid-sip, her expression clouded briefly by a ripple of confusion.

Albin leaned forward, his smile teasing. “You left her all alone at home and went out with Lise, huh? Don’t you think she might feel a bit left out?”

Renowned among their friends as a connoisseur of relationships, Albin had navigated the complexities of romance with numerous partners, always armed with just the right words to mend fences.

With a dismissive flick of his hand, he suggested, “A little extra attention never hurts. How about we swing by the mall after this? My family’s shop just received a limited-edition Hermes bag for the spring collection. She’d probably love it.”

Kristopher, unswayed by Albin’s tactics, merely nodded toward Oliver, signaling him to continue. “Go ahead.”

Oliver faltered before continuing, “Mrs. Norris left behind a bank card—the very one you once handed to her.”

Kristopher’s eyes dropped to his phone, his long eyelashes casting shadows that seemed to cool the air around him.

He swiftly tapped into the banking app associated with the card and perused the transaction history.

The screen displayed a series of financial activities.

Two years ago, there was a withdrawal of two million.

A year later, precisely on the same date, the same amount was deposited.

And shockingly, a staggering deposit of twenty million had been made just a couple of hours earlier.

This meant that aside from the original withdrawal, Carrie had not used any funds from the account he provided.

Not only had she refunded the two million the next year, but today she had taken things further by depositing a massive twenty million into the account.

Kristopher’s brow creased as he muttered, “Where on earth did she acquire such an amount?”

He pondered over Carrie’s daily routines, which predominantly involved adorning their home, trying out new recipes, or purchasing ornamental items and clothing for him.

Although she had signed on with an entertainment agency, she only attended one audition before declining further engagements.

Kristopher had to have Oliver intervene at her agency to avoid severe fines for her lack of commitment.

It seemed improbable that someone with her lifestyle could independently amass twenty million.

And if she had the capability and drive to earn that much, why would she agree to a marriage of convenience for a mere two million?

Bowing his head in a hurried, regretful gesture, Oliver spoke earnestly. “I apologize, sir. It was a lapse on my part. I will look into Mrs. Norris’s financial dealings immediately.”

Smirking, Albin nudged Kristopher lightly, his tone full of mockery. “Kristopher, don’t tell me you got dumped! I’ve always said, women need affection! Neglect them too long, and they’ll seek comfort elsewhere…

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