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


    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 ce where she had once donated


    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.


    ……


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    In Ronan''s office.


    The police had delivered the final case report.


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


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


    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 imed it was an ident; the phosphorus


    was for personal use, and there was no one behind him. Apart from thepany''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 n. She probably didn''t even know when phosphorus would


    person was indeed cunning.


    The door knocked.


    "Come in," Ronan said.


    Mna 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," Mna 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."


    "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 Mna was trying to contact Cordelia about work and hadn''t


    received a reply.


    Given that Cordelia had been resentful toward himtely, 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, cing 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 y, intending to polish her acting skills on stage. How had the case closed so soon?