Ida adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses and responded with a steady tone. âVeronica mentioned that the boss ran into Sophia while picking up the kid today.â
Chaseâs expression faltered. âWhen did she return? Our guys didnât even notice.â
Ida squinted thoughtfully. âClearly, sheâs been aware of our surveillance over the years. Sheâs good at avoiding detection. Considering her familyâs influence in M State, itâs entirely possible she slipped past us to return home. Furthermore, according to Veronica, Sophia claimed to be married and was carrying a child. Veronica came to us to investigate the identity of Sophiaâs so-called husband.â
Chase took a seat opposite Ida. âShe married without a noise? Weâve been watching her, but thereâs never been any man around her. Could it beâ¦?â
Ida knew what Chase was suspecting. âWe canât jump to conclusions yet. Have someone check out which hotel Sophia is staying at, her husbandâs background, and the purpose of her return.â
Chase gestured an OK sign. âLeave it to me.â
He then stood up to make a call. A few minutes later, he returned, saying, âFound it. Sophia and her family are staying at the Greenhaven Hotel in the city center. Sheâs also brought along Thaddeusâs most professional bodyguards. There were about a dozen men.â
Ida raised an eyebrow. âAny leads on her husbandâs identity?â
Chase shook his head. âNothing useful yet. Just a name: Marcus.â
After hearing that Sophiaâs husband was named Marcus, a hint of disappointment flashed in Idaâs eyes.
Chase continued. âAnother reliable piece of information. Thaddeus is probably going to retire soon.
Heâs preparing to hand over the familyâs conglomerate to his daughter, Sophia. Sophia is willing to take over her fatherâs company. This return is to liquidate some assets here, abandon the market here, and never come back.â
Ida was suspicious. The market here had great potential for development, but Sophia was going to sell it all.
Greenhaven Hotel.
The man took a bath for about an hour.
With his disability, it took most of his strength and time to get out of the bathtub and dress himself.
He sat back in his wheelchair, roughly dried his hair, and then opened the door to exit the bathroom.
Sophia had already fed and put Tristan to sleep.
She frowned slightly in disappointment after noticing that he had tidied himself up.
âMarcus, I know youâre self-conscious about your disability, but weâre married. I wonât despise you. You bathing alone is dangerous. You donât need to avoid me like this. Let me take care of you.â
The manâs hand rested on the wheelchair wheel as he moved to the side of the bed, and his deep gaze fell on his sleeping son. âI just donât want to be a burden to others.â
Sophia couldnât hide her sadness, and her voice raised slightly. âIâm not othersâ to you. Your concerns are not a burden to me!â
The sleeping child on the bed furrowed his brows, seemingly disturbed by the noise The man frowned and raised a finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet.
At the same time, he reached out a large hand, gently patting his sonâs body, reassuring him to continue sleeping.
The childâs eyebrows gradually relaxed, his breathing evened out, and he fell into a deep sleep.