Chapter 590

"That’s all we could find out," Jacob said grimly, the lines between his brows etched with cold severity. "It’s likely that so-called appraisal report was sent just to brush us off. Which is why—" He paused. But Robert didn’t respond. He stood there, silent, a storm swirling quietly behind his deep-set eyes. His gaze was like a blade—sharp, unreadable, and chilling in its focus. Eleanor listened from the side, her face a mask of indifference, as though all of this had nothing to do with her. Because, of course, none of it surprised her. She had been the architect of the deception. Everything had gone according to plan. "In that case, I’ll take the child and leave," she said suddenly, her voice cool and composed, slicing through the heavy silence. She had no interest in what Robert or Jacob intended to do next. Let them dig all they wanted—they’d find nothing. She’d made sure of that. Every step had been meticulous. Every loose thread tied. Every possibility anticipated and silenced. Th