Chapter 788: Contradictions

Chapter 788: Contradictions

Amber naturally denied it, her eyes constantly evading. She turned

around and quickly walked away.

She didn't come by car, so she had to walk to the side of the road and

hail a taxi.

Several reporters were squatting at the entrance of the police station,

probably there for Louise's incident. Amber lowered her head, and no

one recognized her.

Camille also got into Yessica's car.

Buckling her seatbelt, Yessica drove away from the police station.

Camille asked, "Did Ayan ask you to pick me up?"

"Yes, yes, it was Mr. Simpson. He was worried, so he asked me to

come and pick you up.” Yessica nodded and couldn't help but ask the

question that had been on her mind, "But why didn't Mr. Simpson come

himself? Wouldn't you be even more moved if he did?"

Camille knew very well why Ayan wouldn't come to pick her up.

She understood it all too well, so naturally, she didn't feel

uncomfortable at all. Because over the course of such a long time with

Ayan, many things had happened, and repeated experiences made her

well aware that sometimes, having greater power and influence didn't

necessarily help to solve all the problems.

Sometimes, public opinion could become more and more

uncontrollable as a result.

Camille didn't answer Yessica's question, instead, she remained silent

in the back seat, her gaze fixed outside the car, feeling a sense of

indescribable melancholy.

Was it because of Louise's sudden death?

It might have had some connection, but it wasn't solely because of

Louise. It was simply because a life was gone just like that, and there

wasn't really much need to fight for certain things.

Who knew what would happen in the next second?

So, cherishing everything in front of you was the best thing to do.

Yessica dropped Camille off at Maple Leaves Mansion, but she didn't

immediately ask Camille to get out of the car. Instead, she looked

around cautiously, on high alert. Camille couldn't help but smile and

ask, "What are you looking at?"

Yessica said cautiously, “I'm checking if anyone is secretly taking

photos.”

Camille laughed and said, "Don't worry, no one can get in here."

The security at Maple Leaves Mansion was quite good, and outsiders

wouldn't be let in. Even if someone managed to enter, they would be

thoroughly checked.

After the incidents that had happened last time, Ayan had made some

suggestions, so the property management of Maple Leaves Mansion

couldn't afford to be negligent.

Camille said to Yessica, "Thank you for picking me up, but I'm a bit tired

today. I won't invite you to come up."

“It's no trouble at all. Just go upstairs quickly. I'll wait for you to go up

before leaving,” Yessica said with sincere innocence in her eyes. She

treated Camille with the same sincerity as always, without any ulterior

motives or demands just because Camille was Ayan's wife.

After bidding farewell to Yessica, Camille got out of the car.

Just as she had stepped inside her house, Ayan's call came in.

Camille answered and put it on speakerphone. She poured herself a

glass of water because she had talked quite a bit at the police station

and hadn't had a single sip of water. She was quite thirsty now.

The person on the other end of the line didn't hear her speak and said

in a hoarse voice, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

“I'm drinking water,” she responded calmly.

Ayan continued, "Are you home?"

"Yes."

She seemed a bit aloof, so asked, "Are you upset with me?"

Camille said, "No."

He naturally didn't believe her.

His voice was gentle as he said, "Open the door."

Camille furrowed her brows slightly. He had come here, so why did he

still call?

She didn't bring her phone with her and walked directly to the door to

open it.

Ayan had also just arrived. Their gazes met, and he put down his

raised phone, his expression subdued. He spoke in a low, hoarse

voice, "Are you really upset?"

Camille looked at him, feeling a bit tired. She didn't want to explain too

much and simply said, “No, are you coming in? If not, I'll close the

door."

Her words were cold, giving the impression that she was in a bad

mood.

He furrowed his brows slightly, stepped inside, and Camille let go of the

doorknob and turned towards the living room.

He closed the door and caught up with Camille, reaching out and

grabbing her arm, pulling her into his embrace. He lowered his gaze

and stared at her. "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I should have come to pick

you up. I was just worried that if I went there, we would be caught on

camera, which would bring trouble and public opinion. I don't want you

to bear any risks or criticisms. Many people are watching this matter

closely.”

Camille shook her head, burying her head in his chest, and whispered,

“I'm not angry. I just feel it was sudden and I'm a little scared because I

don't know who this time is aimed at."

From the moment the incident happened until she returned from the

police station, she had been suppressing her emotions. Now that she

was back home, she didn't need to pretend anymore, especially when

facing Ayan. She naturally showed her true self.

She told Ayan, "I'm a bit tired, emotionally and mentally exhausted.

After reading the online posts, I feel like there must be a lot of hidden

things behind them. I'm just afraid of who is behind all this. It makes me

feel fearful.”

Ayan gently stroked Camille's hair, soothing her in a low voice, "Don't

be afraid, I'm here. Nothing will happen.”

Camille nodded softly, "Mm."

Ayan held her hand and walked to the sofa, where they lazily lounged

together. It was still early, and they sat quietly, enjoying each other's

company.

Ayan couldn't help but pay more attention to Louise due to Camille's

earlier words. Louise was naturally unimportant to him, but this incident

made Camille uneasy, so he had to take it seriously.

He accompanied Camille to have a light lunch. Then he asked Camille

to rest for a while. Concerned about her lack of a sense of security. He

said, "I don't need to go to the office today. I'll stay at home with you.

You go rest, and once I finish some work matters, I'll come and be with

you, okay?"

Camille nodded and got up to go back to her room.

She was indeed tired, so after a quick wash, she lay down and fell

asleep.

Ayan used his phone to handle some emails, then got up to check if

Camille was asleep. After confirming, he closed the door and walked to

the balcony in the living room, making a call to Kian.

He said to Kian, "Investigate where Louise went and who she had

contact with after she returned from the museum last night. What

happened during that time?"

He emphasized, "I want to know more than what the police have found.

I want to know things that the police couldn't dig up and who is directly

involved in this matter?"

Kian whispered, "Mr. Simpson, this might be a bit difficult. Many people

are closely watching this matter, and if we start investigating now, it will

surely attract attention and cause trouble.”

“This is your job. I want to know what I mentioned earlier.”

"Alright, I understand!"

Kian had a bit headache, but since the CEO said so, what else could

he do? He had to push through it.

Kian immediately got to the network of people unrelated to this matter

and asked them to investigate in it. It was unlikely to be discovered by

the police.

Although the police were also investigating, there were things they

couldn't uncover, especially the deeply hidden ones.

During the investigation, Kian learned that Louise had a heated

argument with Amber on their way home from work last night.

Afterward, Amber threatened Louise to leave if she knew what was

good for her, or else she wouldn't even know how she'd end up dead.

Louise naturally wouldn't compromise, but after the dispute, they both

went their separate ways.

Amber hadn't left her place at all, so she didn't seem to have much

connection to the incident.

As for Louise, she returned to her apartment and didn't leave again.

However, she was discovered in the bushes the next morning, which

was clearly contradictory.

Kian compared the apartment building's surveillance footage and found

that there was a problem with the cameras around 4 a. m. Someone

deliberately tampered with the footage, making it difficult to notice if one

didn't pay close attention.

So it seemed that the time when Louise had the accident was during

this period.

At the same time, Kian received some news from his contacts.

The informant told him, "Kian, we found a car, and a man."