The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan)

Chapter 320

The next day, after Ronan had left for work, Cordelia began to dig through Deanna's news articles. She

wasn't one to follow entertainment news, so without a reminder from the office, she would have been

completely oblivious to Deanna's plans to make a comeback.

She saw a picture of Deanna standing among a group of children, her face beaming with joy.

Cordelia recognized the elementary school. It was the same place where she had once donated

computers on behalf of their son, Logan. Now it seemed to have turned into a sanctuary for Deanna to

cleanse her image. A sanctuary that Ronan had chosen for her.

Cordelia felt a pang in her heart. She tried to focus on her work but couldn't. Her phone battery was

dead, and she had no interest in charging it. She had no desire to deal with Deanna or see her putting

on a show.

……

In Ronan's office.

The police had delivered the final case report.

The investigation concluded that the delivery man had accidentally included a piece of white

phosphorus in Samantha's parcel. When the parcel arrived at Samantha's, the phosphorus combusted

before the parcel could be opened. It happened during the night, and Samantha first noticed the fire in

her room. She woke up her parents, but by the time she reached Brenna's room, Brenna had already

perished in the fire.

The police had taken the delivery man into custody. He claimed it was an accident; the phosphorus

was for personal use, and there was no one behind him. Apart from the company's penalty, he would

also face criminal charges, albeit minor ones.

[Mr. Evans, this is the full report. Samantha had no intent to kill. As for her negligence towards the fire,

she vehemently denies it, and we can't record any confession or charge her without evidence.] Officer

Lane said on Messenger.

Ronan scrutinized the report, feeling that something was amiss. Deanna, with her level of intellect,

wasn't likely to have devised such a plan. She probably didn't even know when phosphorus would

combust, or that it could combust at all. If it wasn't an accident and someone had planned it, that

person was indeed cunning.

The door knocked.

"Come in," Ronan said.

Milana walked in. "Mr. Evans, could you please contact Cordelia regarding the Pulse Technologies

case? I've tried to reach her through Messenger and calls today, but she isn't answering. I'm worried

something happened," Milana said, looking anxious. It was one of the rare times she had stepped into

Ronan's office.

"Hold on," Ronan said, dialing Janice's number.

"Is Cordelia home? What's she doing? Why isn't she answering her phone?"

"Oh, Mr. Evans, she's sorting out the children's clothes. Her phone probably died. She's been watching

the news all morning."

"Got it," Ronan said, sensing that Cordelia was upset.

"She's fine. Just that her phone's dead."This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

"That's a relief. When you get home, could you ask her how the PrimeBuild Contractors project is

going? They've been pressuring us."

"I understand," Ronan guessed that Milana was trying to contact Cordelia about work and hadn't

received a reply.

Given that Cordelia had been resentful toward him lately, Ronan decided to take the case report home

that afternoon.

Cordelia had been lost in thought the entire day.

When Ronan returned in the afternoon, Janice was still in the kitchen cooking. He entered their

bedroom, placing a stack of papers in front of Cordelia.

"What's this?" Cordelia asked.

"The case report."

Cordelia frowned slightly. The news she had read that day said that Deanna had just signed a contract

for a play, intending to polish her acting skills on stage. How had the case closed so soon?