Chapter 569


    Chapter 569


    “She’s a bastard child, and you’re bringing her flowers to celebrate?”


    Nics immediately called Liam, “Hold off on the flower picking. Didn’t you see? Your ex–wife is in


    trouble!”


    Liam was taken aback; his tone suddenly tensed. “What happened?”


    Nics filled him in on the court saga: “Shawn is so heartless. He dumped Celeste right after your


    divorce! He’s been benefiting from Celeste for years. Now they think she’s useless, and they just ditch


    her without a second thought. After over twenty years, even a pet would have some emotional


    attachment. He’s just out to ruin Celeste’s reputation. You should’ve seen the look on Celeste’s face


    when she heard the news in court; her eyes were all red, and she probably cried her eyes out after the


    trial.”


    Liam looked serious and anxiously asked, “Where’s the trial?”


    “At XX court. She’s in a property dispute case with Shawn; Mason is thewyer.” Nics paused.


    “Didn’t Mason tell you?”


    Liam didn’t answer the question, grabbing his coat while saying, “Gotta go, we’ll talkter.”


    “Hold up!” Nics stopped him and said, “You’re going to find Celeste, aren’t you? Take me with you.


    Trust me, without me, you won’t even be able to get through the door.”


    He had seen the power of Trisha. She was Celeste’s bodyguard. With her around, Liam wouldn’t stand


    a chance to see Celeste. Twenty minutester, Owen was driving Liam and Nics to Trisha’s


    apartment building.? 2024 N?v/el/Dram/a.Org.


    Liam and Nics went up together.


    Seeing Liam press for the ninth floor, Nics was quite surprised. “Do you know where Celeste lives?”


    Liam didn’t say a word.


    Celeste’s best girlfriend was here. Whenever there were disputes in the past, she would run here.


    Once, she got drunk here at Trisha’s and called him to pick her up.


    She told him the address herself.


    By the time he arrived, Trisha and the other girls were all drunk, so no one knew he had been there.


    Ninth floor, room 912


    The room was near the elevator, visible as soon as one stepped out.


    Nics rang the doorbell for a long time, but no one came to open the door.


    He was a bit skeptical. “Did you get it wrong?”


    Liam pursed his lips and said, “This is the ce.”


    Nics started ringing again. This time, 912 didn’t open, but 914 did. A girl poked her head out


    intending to shout, but seeing the two tall men, her voice instantly lowered: “912 isn’t back yet.”


    Nics immediately smiled friendly and asked, “When do they usuallye back?”


    The girl whispered, “Usually around eight or nine in the evening.”


    Liam nced at the time; it was just past seven.


    Nics thanked her and asked Liam, “Shall we wait in the car downstairs?”


    Liam said, “You go to the car; I’ll wait here.”


    Nics sighed, saying, “Alright, I’ll keep youpany.”


    There were many residents on the first floor of the apartment building, and it was not very convenient to


    stand in the corridor, so the two went to the stairwell.


    They thought they would have to wait a long time, but not half an hourter, they heard Trisha’s voice.


    “Mr. Garcia is so generous. If I ever want to jump ship, I’ll go to Skyline Media Group. With this kind of


    treatment, I wouldn’t mind working overtime.”