Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 2232

Murray’s bodyguards.

The group was making preparations in anticipation of Nathan’s arrival.

In an old wooden cabin, Lucinda was bound and left on a bare plank.

Her sweat mingled with the dust, streaming down.

She rested against the headboard, her eyes closed, appearing lifeless.

Fletcher stood quietly to the side, glancing at his watch now and then.

The time was almost near.

Amidst a few coughs and the rustling of leaves, heavy footsteps approached.

“Hahaha, Mr.

Gomez, the big name.

It’s a pleasure to finally meet you today.

You truly are remarkable!”

Before the man entered, his large belly preceded him through the door, followed by a plump face adorned with a malicious sneer.

“I’m no match for you, Mr.

Murray.

You’re… as impressive as the stories say.

Your reputation really does precede you.

”

Everett struggled to maintain the conversation.

His mouth twitched awkwardly as he completed the pleasantries.

The man’s greasy face seemed at odds with the illustrious reputation of the enigmatic Mr.

Murray.

Approaching courteously, the man extended his hand.

“I’m Caspian Murray.

”

While they conversed, a knock sounded at the wooden door.

“Who’s there?” Everett instinctively felt on edge.

“Oh, Mr.

Gomez, I neglected to mention that Mr.

Murray arranged for an ambush nearby just in case we encountered any disruptions during the deal.

The person at the door is here to report to me,” Kenneth, sitting across from Everett, stood and answered with composure.

Everett’s expression hardened with seriousness.

“Mr.

Murray, you’re quite the strategist.

What kind of ambush?”

While speaking, he glanced at Fletcher who was standing next to him, hoping that Nathan would overhear this and be on alert.

Caspian chuckled.

“Nothing serious.

There are mines at the base of the mountain and gasoline scattered up here.

My men have set everything up perfectly.

”

Everett inhaled deeply, fearing they might all meet their end here today.

The clock ticked steadily, with the second hand sweeping past the center of the watch.

At ten o’clock, the rumble of an engine sounded from outside, followed by a deep and commanding voice.

“Thirty billion dollars is in the vehicle.

I’ve delivered it on schedule.

The resignation letter is prepared for submission to the National Security Bureau.

I’ll submit it today.

Please honor your agreement.

”

Nathan stood outside the wooden house, surveying his surroundings.

Typically, the mountain would echo with the chirping of insects or the songs of birds.

But the moment he stopped talking, utter silence fell, hinting at the presence of surrounding people.