“I APOLOGIZE, Mrs. Steinfield, but I haven’t gotten any concrete clues that would help us locate your husband,” said the private investigator she hired to look for Ethan.Michelle was in the garden, Indian-sitting on the yoga mat as she practiced proper breathing and calming her mind. She heard the private investigator sigh through the pair of earbuds on her ear. She couldn’t continue locating her husband due to her growing belly, so she decided to hire one instead. The man was working for him for almost two months, but there had been no progress so far.“But I can assure you that I’m not going to stop until I find a lead, Mrs. Steinfield.”“Well, then that’s good to hear, Mr. Scott,” she answered, eyes shut as she breathed out.“I will contact you once there is progress.”“I’ll be waiting for good news,” she said, her tone serious.When the call ended, Michelle opened her eyes. Her gaze immediately went to the flowers across from her. They all started to bloom. She remembered that hi
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