Untamed Charming Wife

“Chairman of the financial conference…” Ethaniel murmured softly, the faint smile on his lips deepening a bit. The chairman of the financial conference would be begging him for investment-this clueless girl probably couldn’t even imagine that.

The police car returned to the North District precinct, and Kayla led Ethaniel out, heading straight for the Major Crimes Unit’s interrogation room. Ethaniel sat in the interrogation chair, his expression indifferent, looking not at all like a criminal but rather like a nobleman here to watch a show.

Kayla grabbed a folder and slammed it onto the table, leaning against the desk with her chin slightly raised. “Speak up, who are you really?”

“Ethaniel.” His voice was cold and elegant, without a hint of fluctuation, his slender eyes looking directly at Kayla.

“I asked for your real name!” She had just checked the island’s entry and exit records-there was no one named Ethaniel. This guy lied without batting an eye!

“Ethaniel Han.” His tone remained calm, his handsome face slightly lifted as he smirked lightly, watching this little policewoman who seemed ready to explode like an agitated kitten.

“… I warn you, don’t play games with me. You’re currently a suspect in a brawl. I can prosecute you at any moment, turning you from a suspect into a criminal!” Kayla glared, her eyes wide. She had never seen anyone remain so composed at a police station.

Could she be dealing with an experienced criminal?

“Alright,” Ethaniel’s thin lips curved as he gazed at her spirited face. “I’ll talk.”

“Wouldn’t it have been easier if you cooperated from the start?” Kayla huffed, opening the folder and picking up a pen to take notes. “Name.”

“Gregoire Marcel Lacroix.”

“…” Snap! Kayla broke the pen in her hand. “Still playing games? Now you’re French?”

Seeing her glaring with such an agitated expression, inexplicably cute, Ethaniel’s lips curved slightly. “Is it strange for a mixed-blood to have several names?”

“… Deep breath, another deep breath!” The hot-tempered Kayla struggled to suppress her anger, gritting her teeth as she asked coldly, “Gender!”

“Male.”

“Age.”

“Thirty-one.”

“Family members.”

“I have a son.”

Hah! So, you even have a son… a son?

Kayla froze for a moment. This handsome guy with a teenage appearance, calmly and seriously saying he had a son… the scene was slightly surreal.

“Where were you three hours ago?”

“At home, preparing for a meeting.”

Kayla, feeling she had caught him, jumped up and pointed at Ethaniel. “You said you were French, that you flew to Seatowne yesterday, and now you say you were at home three hours ago. So, you’re a local, aren’t you?”

Ethaniel, with a faint smile and elegant purple eyes slightly narrowed, gave her a profound look. “I am French, but I have my own residence in Seatowne. Is that a crime?”

“… So where do you live?” she pressed on.

“RosenBay.”

“…” Sure enough, only the rich can afford to live in those bay villas. Damn the rich!

“Why did you come to Seatowne? Alone or with others?”

“I came with my son. He’s currently at the convention center.”

Kayla crossed her arms and sneered again. “Alright, then I’ll go to the convention center and ask your son to verify your story. If you’re telling the truth, you’ll be released immediately. If not, you’re finished!”

With that, she stood up, shut the door, and left.

Left alone in the interrogation room, Ethaniel watched her stride away, slowly narrowing his sharp eyes.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

A beautiful, innocent, righteous, hot-tempered, skilled fighter, and a woman who would even bite… police officer.

His lips curled up slightly…

……

At the Convention Center

The meeting scheduled to start at 10 o’clock had not commenced even by 10:20, causing restlessness among the representatives.

A tall man pushed open the door to the lounge, scanning the room. “Where is he?”

“Mr. Robins, the Mr. Han hasn’t arrived yet.” Ethaniel’s chief assistant, Linda, with her striking golden curls, looked anxious. “We lost contact with him half an hour ago!”

Jack’s gentle eyes paused, glancing around the empty lounge. “Where’s Ollie?”

“The young master went to find Mr. Han. I couldn’t stop him.” Linda bit her lip. “Mr. Robins, this is your territory. Please find a way to locate the President!”

“Send someone to retrieve Ollie first. Postpone the meeting by an hour. Try to access Goldenshore Group’s private satellite. His watch has a locator-let’s find him first.”

“I’ll get on it immediately.” Linda nodded and quickly issued the orders.

Jack looked at the empty meeting room, his usually gentle brow furrowing slightly. This meeting was crucial for the economy of both Seatowne and the entire Estrica region. Given that Seatowne was his territory, no mishaps could be allowed.

Shortly, a soft, indifferent voice came through the door. “Uncle.”

Jack turned to see a little boy in a light-colored suit walking in. The boy’s delicate features and stunning purple eyes made him stand out. Despite being only five or six years old, he had inherited his father’s cold demeanor perfectly.

Seeing him, Jack breathed a sigh of relief. “Ollie, where did you go?”

“To find Daddy.” Oliver pouted, his furry eyelashes lowering slowly, his light purple eyes cold and clear.

“Uncle will help you look for him.” Jack walked over, trying to take Oliver’s small hand.

Oliver subtly avoided Jack’s hand, simply following behind him without saying a word. Besides his daddy, he didn’t let anyone else touch him, even though his daddy rarely held his hand either.

Knowing the temperament of both father and son, Jack, as Ethaniel’s friend, could only shake his head. “Let’s go check the satellite tracking to see where your daddy is.”

“Mr. Robins, young master,” Linda ran in from outside, her previously worried expression now showing signs of panic. “We found the President’s car, but surveillance shows that no one is in the car. The car has signs of being hit, and the door was left open… Mr. Robins, what do we do now?!”

“Daddy…” Oliver pursed his little pink lips, staying silent, his tender fingers digging into his palms.

“Has the watch signal been located?” Jack asked calmly. With Ethaniel’s skills and intelligence, very few could capture him. Besides, Ethaniel rarely appeared in the media. Even if he were on the street, few would recognize him as the President of Goldenshore Group.

“We’re tracking it. It will take a few minutes to pinpoint the location.” Linda’s worry didn’t lessen.

Jack nodded, squatting down to smile and comfort Oliver. “Ollie, don’t worry. I promise to find your daddy. Trust me, okay?”

“…” Oliver, inheriting his father’s proud nature, remained silent, just staring at him.

Internally, his thoughts were screaming, “Hurry up and find my daddy. Whether I believe you or not won’t change anything!”

Jack easily saw the reproach in those beautiful purple eyes. Without explaining, he gently said, “Let’s go to the entrance of the conference hall first. Maybe your daddy is already there. Linda, keep monitoring the tracker. Once you pinpoint the exact location, contact me immediately.”

“Yes, Mr. Robins.” Linda’s face remained grim. She had been with Ethaniel for nearly ten years and had never encountered such a situation.