The Trap of The CEO's Ex-Wife

Five years later... On the top floor of the Langley Group, the whole floor was covered in dark clouds, exuding a sense of low pressure.Inside the conference room, it was crowded with programmers, each filled with the same heaviness. There was a computer in front of him, and Martin's fingers were flying over the keyboard.Sitting in the main seat, Martin had deep features, his eyebrows knitted tightly, and his lips pressed together, exuding an aloofness that kept others at a distance."Still no trace?" His voice was cold, like a god who held the power of life and death.Everyone was immediately frightened, sweating profusely. Suddenly, a young man wearing thick glasses exclaimed excitedly, "Mr. Langley, I found it, I found it..."Martin immediately stood up and walked over to him. Several big words suddenly appeared on the computer screen. There were thick black letters scrolling across the screen.I AM YOUR FATHER! HAHAHA’An implacable murderous intent instantly appeared on Martin'

Fannie held Jade's hand; her eyes sparkling. "Jade, let's go to the supermarket. We need some things and it's not easy to carry so much luggage. We didn't bring many things back with us.""To the supermarket?" Jade glanced worriedly at the closed bedroom door. Patricia reminded her to keep an eye on Charles. If they left, what about Charles?Sensing her concern, mischievous Fannie said, "Charles sleeps for a long time. By the time he wakes up, we'll already be back! Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."After speaking, afraid that Jade would refuse, she started to act cute again. "Jade, let's go, okay? You said earlier you'd buy me some candy to eat."Unable to resist her cuteness, Jade nodded in agreement, and the two left for the store. Not long after the two left, the closed bedroom door suddenly opened. Charles peeped his head out, making sure they were gone before sneaking out. He put on his backpack, wore a baseball cap, and catch a taxi at the entrance of the community, heading

Patricia woke up early and started making breakfast. Charles and Fannie brushed their teeth, washed their faces, changed their clothes, and went to the bathroom in an orderly manner. After breakfast, Patricia took them to the kindergarten across the street from the community. Jade had completed the transfer procedures for the two little ones a week ago, so Patricia only needed to drop them off at the entrance of the kindergarten and personally hand them over to the teacher. Before leaving, Patricia worriedly reminded Charles, "You better behave, don't run around everywhere, take good care of Fannie. If the teacher tells me that you've been bullying classmates or skipping school, I won't be lenient with you."Charles let out a small sigh. "Why do I still have to go to kindergarten with them? Being with them is an insult to my intelligence." "Say that again?" Patricia glared at him fiercely, her gaze full of warning. Charles immediately shut up, smiled sweetly at her. "Dear mother,

Martin held Randy in his arms, still unable to react, when Debbie rushed over and pushed Patricia away."What right do you have to question him? Randy ended up like this because of you! Yes, you guessed it right. He does have bipolar disorder, and his condition is becoming increasingly uncontrollable. Now that you know, are you satisfied?"Her words made Patricia's head spin. She only knew that Randy had heart disease, but never expected that at such a young age, he would also have a mental illness. How could this be?"Why didn't you mention it in his medical records?"Martin gently placed Randy on the bed, covered him with a blanket, and looked at her expressionlessly, "There are many things not recorded in the medical records. Do you want me to tell you one by one?"Patricia's heart skipped a beat. "What else is there?"A hint of ridicule flashed in Martin's eyes, "He also has asthma. Two years ago, he secretly ran away from home with his pocket money and a small backpack, wanting t

Someone gave her a thumbs up, admiration on their face. "Professor. Watson, you really have a way with things."A child as difficult as Randy was now taken care of. They could only say these words silently to themselves, not daring to say them out loud.Patricia caressed his head, with a face filled with affection. "He's so well-behaved and obedient, quite likable, isn't he?"The atmosphere immediately froze. Everyone's expressions remained fixed, as only Professor. Watson said that he was well-behaved and obedient. Those words didn’t match with Randy at all, did they? He was a complete little devil.Seeing that no one was speaking, Patricia approached her desk, had Randy sit obediently on her lap, and began prescribing medication on the computer. Randy sat quietly; his eyes curiously fixated on the computer screen.Suddenly, a pair of hands blocked his line of sight, followed by Patricia's gentle voice by his ear. "Children shouldn't stare at computer screens; it's not good for their