His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 725 Are You Missing Him There weren't many people willing to get involved in this matter, but those who did were all adept at stirring up trouble. Each one of them had been personally oppressed by Josiah before his disappearance.

This was Lysander's first appearance at Guerra Group's shareholder meeting. She wasn't late. In fact, she had arrived almost half an hour early. Yet she still found herself suffocating under the weight of the pressure she felt.

The board members clearly had no respect for her. She had no intention of staying long at Guerra Group, so she decided to keep her words to a minimum, giving off a mysterious aura.

With the help of Carol and the shareholders loyal to Josiah, the decision to sever ties with Riveron Corporation was finally passed. However, new problems quickly followed.

"Mrs. Guerra, what exactly has Mr. Guerra been up to? There are rumors circulating outside that he's in danger and has been missing for several days now." "That's right. If you're stepping in to fill his position temporarily, we have no objections. After all, it's a decision made by Mr. Guerra himself. However, we do need ssort of confirmation, don't you think?" Lysander had anticipated that the truth couldn't be concealed for long, so she had already gotten her story straight together with Carol. At this moment, she glanced at them impassively and retorted in the stone she used to use with Josiah, "Mr. Guerra has merely gone on a business trip overseas. Who is spreading such rumors out there?" Her tone reminded everyone of the fear they experienced under Josiah's authority. Combined with the leaks by Monica, who had always been in charge of business overseas, they managed to gloss over the situation without any incident.

Lysander managed to get through the meeting without any real trouble. By the tshe returned to her office, she was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally. Yet, she still mustered the strength to tackle the pile of work awaiting her.

Carol was indeed doing her utmost to assist Lysander, but due to the disparity in their positions, her efforts were significantly limited. "Mrs. Guerra, they are already testing your limits. I fear it won't be long before they bring up the matter of ending the cooperation with Riveron Corporation again." "I know," Lysander said, massaging his temples, trying to quickly choose a new partner from the companies that had previously attended the tender.

As Carol still had to continue her investigation on the whereabouts of Josiah, she quickly left the office after leaving the relevant documents.

Lysander was utterly engrossed in her work, and by the tshe had finally drafted a list of potential candidates, it was already past lunchtime. Completely absorbed in her task, she found herself wanting to hear a professional opinion. Without thinking, she began to ask, "Josiah, what do you think about these companies..." However, the office was silent, devoid of any response.

Her voice thus softened, eventually becoming barely audible.

Lysander glanced around the spacious yet inexplicably desolate office, sarcastically remarking, "What am I doing? I always forget why I'm even here." The silence was truly deafening. If she didn't make a sound soon, she would feel like she was the only person left in the world.

It turned out that it took less than a month to form a habit.

Before, she would occasionally find Josiah's constant presence rather annoying. But now that he had disappeared without a trace, she felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

This feeling peaked when she received a call from the police station.

Lysander thought there was progress in the case, so she immediately answered the call. However, what she heard wasn't good news.

"Ms. Thorne, the investigation of the fire has concluded. We didn't find any leads related to Mr. Guerra. Similarly, other colleagues who have been searching for him have also cup empty-handed. For now, we can only classify this as a missing persons case." The police officer reported the matter in a very tactful way.

Lysander paused for a moment, then asked calmly, "Is there... any chance he might have survived?" The police officer hadn't expected her to speak so bluntly and responded regretfully, "In theory, yes." In theory...

The underlying meaning was clear to all.

Lysander nodded to herself. "I understand. I just hope you can keep the news under wraps like before. Don't disclose it to anyone, especially the media." The excuse of being on a business trip would inevitably becunusable one day.

In the previous afternoon, someone from the secretarial department had cto report that a shareholder was discontented with Lysander's autocratic decisions and wanted to contact the financial media to let the public weigh in on the matter. Lysander was completely unconcerned about this. She simply asked Carol to relay a few words to the media.

Josiah was a formidable figure in the industry and wielded lingering influence. Any reputable financial media knew better when it cto him. What they needed to be wary of then were journalists looking to make a nfor themselves through sensational headlines and social media influencers who thrived on stirring up . "Rest assured that maintaining confidentiality is a fundamental ethic within our profession. We won't disclose any information related to Mr. Guerra to anyone." Upon seeing Lysander steeling herself in the face of such devastating news instead of falling apart, the police were taken aback. They found themselves both surprised and filled with admiration for her.

Lysander was well aware that her current demeanor could be perceived as cold-hearted by outsiders. However, she was neither bothered nor had the leisure to explain. She simply went through the motions, thanked them, and hung up the phone.

As for this new piece of information, she covered it up.

If Susan finds out about what happened to Josiah, she would surely be devastated.

Lysander sat alone in his office, digesting the bitterness in her heart.

By the tshe returned home, there were no signs of anything amiss. She ate when it was tto eat and cared for the baby when needed. She even managed to discuss swork matters with Susan and Laura. Through it all, she had managed to keep the two elders in the dark.

Only after the others had left and she was playing with the baby, did Nilou turn to her and ask, "Dr. Thorne, are you feeling tired today?" "Somewhat, yes." Lysander tried her best to make it appear as if nothing was wrong.

Nilou had an exceptionally sharp mind. She earnestly said, "When you were daydreaming just now, you looked as if you were lost."

Lysander was rendered speechless for a moment before she explained, "I was just thinking about swork issues. I've recently encountered a particularly challenging task, much like when you cacross a problem in class that you don't know how to solve."

The example she gave was straightforward and simple to understand. If it had been any ordinary child, they would have m certainly been convinced. But Nilou, with her shrew thinking, asked, "If it's just about not being able to solve the problem, why should one be sad? Dr. Thorne, are you missing Josiah?" Lysander was taken aback. Sad? Am I? All I did just now was recall something that had happened not too long ago.

When they had just retu the Guerra family's old house, Josiah was always by her side. Even if he remained silent, she could see him whenever she looked back.

The occurrence that she had once considered routine would no longer happen anymore.

A pang of sadness washed over Lysander, yet she forced herself to smile and tell a rather unconvincing lie to Nilou. "I'm not sad, just a bit tired. A good rest will sortout." Emotional weariness was still a form of exhaustion. It was just not as easily noticed by others.

Nilou didn't fully understand but didn't press any further. She felt that if the conversation continued, Lysander might burst into tears.