Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

Within minutes, Sonny, who had received Nathan’s orders, rushed over.

His eager steps echoed down the hallway as he caught up to Nathan.

“Nathan,” Sonny began, “are you suspecting that Kyson might exploit Lucinda’s vulnerability and do something bad to her? Maybe even hide her away?”

Nathan remained silent, his long face betraying his thoughts.

His expression was a grim mask that confirmed Sonny’s fears.

Sonny sighed, speaking earnestly.

“Nathan, remember, Kyson helped us before.

You helped him take control of the Shaw family because of that.

He’s been on good behavior for years now.

He even has a girlfriend.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

He shouldn’t-he probably won’t do anything reckless.”

The more Sonny spoke, the more his voice faltered, each word tinged with growing uncertainty.

But he had known Kyson for many years.

They had sparred together, their friendly banter often skirting the Line between rivalry and camaraderie.

He fervently hoped that Kyson wouldn’t do anything extreme again like the incident with the S404

Virus.

He didn’t want Kyson to end up in prison again.

Nathan stopped abruptly, his cold stare pinning Sonny in place.

“How well do you really know him? Can you guarantee his actions?”

Sonny lowered his head, unable to muster a response.

..

Library

“When he accepted the role of being Colby and Destinee’s godfather, I thought he had moved on from Lucinda,” Nathan continued, his voice edged with frustration.

“But anytime something happens to her, he gets almost more anxious than I do.

If Kyson finds her first, are you sure he wouldn’t cross the line?”

Sonny’s silence deepened, the weight of Nathan’s words sinking in.

“Call.

Kyson.

Now.

I hope my fears are unfounded.” Nathan’s tone turned sharper.

“Okay…”

Sonny obediently took out his phone, locating Kyson’s number in his contacts.

He dialed, putting it on speaker for Nathan and Lonnie to hear.

Quick on the uptake, Lonnie instructed the tech department to start tracking the call.

As long as Kyson answered, the National Security Bureau could pinpoint his location.

The phone rang endlessly.

Nathan sat down with a stern face while Sonny stood respectfully.

No one spoke.

After more than a minute, the call disconnected automatically, unanswered.

Sonny’s heart sank.

Defending Kyson was no longer an option.

Why hadn’t Kyson answered? It was the middle of the afternoon—-what was he doing?

The air grew heavier with tension.

Sonny’s back stiffened as he peeked at Nathan, awaiting further instructions.

Nathan’s eyes narrowed.

“Send him a message.

Tell him we have urgent news about Lucinda.

She’s in trouble, and we need his help.”