Chapter 900: Danger

Chapter 900: Danger

Camille's reaction caught Ayan's attention, and he asked, "What's

wrong?"

Camille shook her head, turned down the volume of the TV with the

remote, and answered the phone call, "Hello? Summer!!"

It was Summer calling.

Though they had each other's numbers, they had never called each

other before. The numbers were kept just as a backup.

Summer calling at this hour meant something serious, right?

Summer asked softly, "Miss Camille, did I disturb you?"

"No, what's the matter?"

"Well, there's something I want to discuss with you. Can I meet you in

person?"

“Right now?" Camille was surprised.

Summer replied, “Yes, now. I'm outside Maple Leaves Mansion. You

mentioned your address earlier, so I took a cab and came here."

“You're already at the entrance?" Camille stood up immediately. "I'll

come down now. You can wait in the security office.”

"Okay."

After their brief conversation, Camille looked at Ayan and said, "I need

to go out for a bit. One of my colleagues from the museum is

downstairs and wants to talk to me about something related to the

project.”

“Right now?"

"Yes."

Ayan picked up the remote and turned off the TV. He said, "I'll come

with you."

Ever since the last kidnap incident, Ayan couldn't help but worry when

Camille went out alone so late.”

Camille smiled, "I'm not going out; I'll be in the security office. It's safe.”

But Ayan insisted, "I still want to accompany you. I won't disturb your

conversation.”

Camille didn't refuse this time, and they went together in the elevator.

As they held hands, Ayan asked in a soft voice, "Are you close with this

colleague from the project? How come she's coming to see you so

late?"

"We're just like regular friends. Summer is lively and cheerful. She

talked to me after work before, asking about the things that appeared

online today. But since I didn't know anything, I just turned her down.

Now she's coming to see me again, and I'm not sure if it's related to

what happened during the day."

Camille didn't think it was likely, as Summer didn't seem like the type of

person who would insist on pushing further after being turned down.

When they arrived at the security office, Ayan let go of Camille's hand.

“I'll wait here. You go in."

"Okay, thanks." Camille smiled and patted Ayan's shoulder in

reassurance.

Camille entered the security office, and Summer was sitting on the

sofa, waiting. The two security staff inside stood up politely when they

saw Camille. "Mrs. Simpson.”

Camille nodded, thanking them before they voluntarily left the office,

leaving Camille and Summer alone.

After they were alone, Camille sat down next to Summer and asked, "Is

everything alright for you to come here so late?"

Summer was holding a glass of water that the security staff had poured

for her. She looked serious, and her face was a little pale. She said, "I

have something to talk to you about, that's why I came so late."

"Okay, go ahead.”

“Is this place safe?"

"Of course, you can speak freely here.”

Camille reassured her.

Summer then lowered her guard and gazed at Camille. "Miss Camille,

do you know Mr. Walker? Do you know who he is?"

When Summer mentioned Mr. Walker, Camille's expression

immediately turned cold.

She furrowed her brows, fixing her gaze on Summer, and asked, "Mr.

Walker? Where did you hear that name? Do you know this person?"

Summer shook her head, "I don't know him, but Quintus seems to know

him. After work today, I was about to call a cab to go home, but I

overheard Quintus on the phone. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but what

he was saying made me curious.”

Summer then told Camille what she had overheard.

She was still feeling a bit astonished as she recounted it. Apart from

astonishment, there was also an indescribable sense of panic. It made

her feel like she had heard something she shouldn't have.

Summer continued, "Miss Camille, you know I like Mr. Evans. I don't

want anyone to harm him, but I don't have much confidence right now. I

don't know what Quintus meant with those words. Among the people on

this project, I trust you the most. I'm not saying this to flatter you

because you're Mr. Simpson's wife; it's sincere. I'm friendly with other

colleagues, but I don't know how to say these things to them. However,

with you, I can be completely open about it."

Summer's eyes were filled with pure honesty, and she held nothing

back. She clearly explained her thoughts and feelings to Camille.

Though she could be a bit proud at times, she knew when to be

serious, especially when it came to important matters. She knew whom

to talk to and whom to keep silent with.

She looked at Camille and said, "Miss Camille, could you help me

check if Quintus plans to do something harmful to Mr. Evans under the

influence of that Mr. Walker?"

Camille remained silent throughout Summer's explanation. She

frowned slightly, looking somewhat stunned. She met Summer's gaze

and spoke in a calm tone, "I understand what you're saying. Don't

worry, since you trust me and have shared this with me, I won't bring it

up with anyone else. But the information you mentioned, we can't

confirm what exactly Quintus said to that person. If you're worried that

Quintus might harm Mr. Evans, we can anonymously warn Mr. Evans. If

you're not comfortable doing it, I can help you."

“Your suggestion makes sense. We can send an anonymous warning.

Thank you for being willing to help. This way, Mr. Evans can be

prepared early.” Summer agreed with Camille's proposal. However, she

still felt uneasy. "Does Quintus's talk with Mr. Walker mean that there's

something related to Mr. Walker in the current public opinion that is

unfavorable for him?"

Camille's expression remained calm as she said, "Well, don't ask any

further. I can't answer your questions. The police will investigate the

matter thoroughly. What you've told me tonight, don't mention it to

anyone else. Pretend you didn't hear anything and don't keep seeking

answers. Understand?"

Camille carefully reminded and cautioned Summer. Though she knew

some things about the situation, she couldn't disclose the whole truth to

her because the more she knew, the more dangerous it could be.

Especially after what happened to Louise, Camille didn't want to see

another person getting into trouble.

So, pretending to know nothing was the best way to avoid any

unexpected situations.

Camille's serious tone surprised Summer, and she looked at Camille

with some confusion. “Miss Camille, why?" she asked.

Camille replied, "Because some things can bring danger to you."

Summer froze momentarily at Camille's words, but she quickly nodded

and said, "Okay, I understand your point. Don't worry, I won't mention

this matter to anyone again."

"Good, as long as you understand. It's late now; let me have someone

take you home. Remember, if anyone asks where you were tonight, just

tell them you came to discuss the project's drawings with me. If anyone

threatens you, tell them you plan to resign and join my company, but

you don't want your current company to know about it, so you've been

discreet. Got it?"

Camille provided Summer with all the possible explanations and

excuses that could happen or not happen.

Summer looked gratefully at Camille and then walked out with her.

Ayan was waiting outside the office. When he saw the two of them

come out, he raised his gaze to look at them.

When Summer noticed Ayan, she respectfully greeted him, "Mr.

Simpson."

Ayan simply nodded, and Camille said, “Call the driver and have him

take Summer home."

Ayan nodded and immediately contacted the driver. In about ten

minutes, the driver arrived, and Summer left with him.

Camille and Ayan returned home. Camille looked at Ayan and asked

directly, “Is Jenson your man?"