My Ex-Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter Forty-two

Charles returned home from the detective’s office, his mind heavy with the weight of the situation he’d just been handed. His mansion loomed before him, its luxury a contrast to the grimy downtown of the city he had just left behind.

As he stepped through the front door, a wave of nostalgia washed over him. The shinny marble floors and elegant decorations had always provided him with a sense of comfort, a refuge from the chaos of the world outside. The sound of his footsteps echoed in the large living room.

“Good evening, Mr. Griffins,” the housekeeper greeted him with a warm smile as she emerged from the kitchen. Her crisp uniform and silver hair were an evidence to her years of service.

Charles managed a weary smile in return. “Evening, Martha.”

He continued into the living room, his leather shoes sinking into the soft carpet. He sat down to relax, his mind racing with thoughts of the investigation. He ran a hand through his disheveled hair and rubbed his tired eyes, desperately tryi