Nathan Bolton leaned back on the sofa, his long legs crossed, as he flipped through Lorraine Hughes's profile.
The barely appreciated eldest daughter of the Hughes Family, raised in the countryside by servants until her senior year of high school.
Her fiancé was snatched away by her half-sister, constantly dealing with grievances and her reputation tarnished.
This was nothing like the Lorraine Hughes he knew.
Nathan Bolton was puzzled, "That's all?"
Thomas Lucas took a sip of water, "Yeah, that's all that was found."
Just an ordinary girl, what else could there be!
"She doesn't live well in the Hughes Family."
"There are plenty of miserable heiresses in wealthy families," Thomas Lucas shook his cross-legged position, unsurprised, then suddenly put his legs down, his eyes brightened, "Nathan, isn't it... a domineering president rescuing a little wife also makes a good story…"
