Female NovelChapter 2083: Ivan Found the Answer
Ivan stood on the grass, casually closing the car door. He held a file folder in his hand and walked towards the living room. He had invested in this villa, so he knew the password, though he rarely visited. As he pressed his fingerprint and the living room door opened, he stepped inside.
Weston hurriedly came down the stairs, rushing out from the corner of the staircase. Ivan stopped and looked at him with slight surprise. Why would there be someone else here so early in the morning? Spencer had a cleanliness obsession and rarely brought people home, let alone let them stay overnight. This young man had messy hair and was wearing slippers, clearly having slept here last night. "Mr. Marsh, good morning!" Weston said, intimidated by Ivan's presence as he quickly descended the stairs in his slippers. Ivan calmly observed him for a few seconds and softly asked, "Where is Spencer?" "Spencer doesn't live here," Weston answered honestly. Ivan was a bit surprised. "Where does he live then?" Weston quickly replied, "We've been swapping houses for a while now." "Why?" Ivan asked, puzzled. "Why swap houses?" Weston scratched his head, unable to explain. "I don't know; it was his idea." Ivan then asked for the specific location and left with the file. Swapping houses? Why? Ivan kept pondering this question. He didn't bring a driver today and drove himself to find his brother; there was no need to make a big deal out of it. Ivan skillfully navigated the vehicle, using GPS, with the file folder on the passenger seat beside him. He couldn't understand why they were swapping houses.
Spencer wasn't living in his own house; why hadn't Ivan received this information? Yes, Ivan had always had someone secretly watching his brother, keeping track of his every move, especially after Angel's incident. So when Spencer started investigating Rupert Brightwood, Ivan received the information quickly.
Twenty minutes later, Ivan's car stopped below an apartment building. He took the file and got out of the car, glancing at the complex. To him, it seemed very ordinary-the layout was average, the location was average, and the apartments were likely small with poor spacing between buildings. It wasn't near the city center or by a river; the property value must be mediocre.
Why would he live here? Ivan knew the exact address, including which building and which apartment. As he walked towards the entrance door of the unit, two familiar figures caught his eye-Summer and Agnes came out arm-in-arm, chatting and laughing.
Seeing Ivan, they stopped in surprise. "Mr. Marsh??" Agnes exclaimed before pulling her sister towards him. "Good morning! What brings you here?" The moment Ivan saw the sisters, he finally understood why Spencer lived here.
"Good morning," Ivan said with a gentle smile. "I'm here to see Spencer." Agnes pointed upstairs. "10th floor, apartment 1002." Meeting his sister's gaze, Ivan nodded and then glanced at Summer. "Good morning, Mr. Marsh," Summer said coolly. Her eyes had an icy aloofness similar to Jennifer's aura. She was beautiful with smooth skin and straight silky hair.
"Alright," Ivan said as he looked back at Agnes's face. "Thank you." Then he walked inside.
Agnes watched their tall boss's back with admiration as she led her sister outside while he waited for the elevator. "Sis, let me tell you something-Mr. Marsh is a super doting husband!" Agnes whispered. "I know; I've read about him in the news," Summer replied.novelbin