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Chapter 1382: Holding Back
Chapter 1382: Holding Back
"| don't know for now, the police will notify us when they have a result.”
"| know, I'm just too worried. And with your two uncles constantly using this issue to blackmail your father, I'm trying to consoleyou, but I'm worried | can't do it for long!"
Camille just softly hummed in response, as there were no other topics to discuss with her aunt, so the conversation ended there.Feeling Camille's coldness, her aunt made a casual excuse and left the room.
Camille and Sienna stayed in the backyard, with the cat locked in its cage. Camille walked over to release the cat.
Sienna stood nearby, teasing the cat, her voice soft and gentle, "Is your aunt close to your mother?"
"It's alright, better than other family members. Because whenever something happens, she's the one who comes the most often,so their relationship must be relatively close!" Camille didn't care much, so she didn't pay too much attention, but she wascurious as to why Sienna suddenly asked this. "Why do you care about this?"
"Just curious. | don't know if she's genuinely upset or just pretending. In our conversation earlier, it felt like she was probing yourfeelings. So, | felt her sincerity was lacking," Sienna's observation as an outsider. She couldn't confirm the truth.
If someone else said this, Camille would have brushed it off, but because it was Sienna, she took it to heart.She casually asked, "Does she also want something from the Armstrong family?"
"Who knows? It's not like she's close to those two uncles, right?" These two uncles lived here with their wives, and two cousinswere also present. Initially, they thought the Armstrong's villa was spacious, but now it felt cramped.
Camille paused for a moment, her expression particularly grave, following Sienna's words. Although there were no clear answersor thoughts, she felt uncomfortable thinking about it.
Sensing Camille's seriousness, Sienna added, "I'm just speaking from my perspective, don't feel pressured. Let's focus onresolving your mother's situation first."
"Okay, | understand." Camille nodded.
When they returned to the living room, everyone was already eating.
However, Camille looked around and didn't see her aunt. She casually asked, "Did Aunt leave?"Her eldest uncle replied, "Her son has a fever."
Her two aunts chimed in, "That aunt of yours, her husband is useless. Whether he's there or not doesn't make a difference. He'scompletely dependent on her, who doesn't even have a job. Your mother probably subsidizes her a lot. Otherwise, do you thinkthey would have a good relationship? Originally, she was supposed to marry your father, but the Armstrong family saw somethingin your mother."
Camille was taken aback and fell into deep thought. She knew nothing about this.
No one had ever mentioned it.
Just as Camille was about to ask, her phone rang.
It was Ayan.
Camille looked at Ayan's call and fell into deep thought instantly. She clenched her lips tightly, her brows furrowed.She gripped her phone, glanced at the others enjoying their meal, and then walked towards the door.
Sienna followed suit.
Camille answered the call, softly murmured a greeting, and listened to Ayan speak, "They've found the person.""Okay..." Camille's voice was almost weightless.
She didn't ask much, but from Ayan's tone, she could sense the outcome.
Ayan's voice was low, "The police and search team have brought her back from the scene."
"| see. After Grace returns, let her decide whether to continue the investigation.”
"Okay."
Ayan didn't say much, but Camille understood everything.
Actually, Ayan couldn't bear to tell her the detailed process. According to reports from the search team and the police, they foundPage on a steep slope at the cliffs edge. Many protruding rocks had clear bloodstains, despite the rain washing some away. Thebloodstains indicated she went through several impacts before falling to her final resting place.
If she had been stopped in the middle or at the initial fall, there was a good chance of survival.But falling from a great height was like an egg, so fragile, with little chance of any barrier.
If she had fallen straight to the bottom and left, it would have been a quick departure. But looking at the numerous bloodstains onthe rocky wall still visible, there were at least two to three spots, some washed away by the rain, one could only imagine the painshe suffered during the multiple collisions and falls. Only she knew how much pain she endured.
This was why many old people said they'd rather die in their sleep than endure unbearable pain they couldn't release with a finalbreath.
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But Camille didn't intend to make this decision, as she wasn't close to Page. She wanted to leave this crucial decision to Grace.Only when Grace made the decision would everyone be truly convinced.
After ending the call with Ayan, Camille got into the car. She didn't plan to return to the living room or speak to anyone inside.Feeling low, she just wanted to be quiet for a while.
If it were the intact Page, perhaps she could ignore, maybe even without any unnecessary emotion or reaction.
But now that she was gone, she seemed wrong to show any emotion.
After years of indifference and coldness, she couldn't keep score anymore.
Camille thought for a moment, shaking her head. She was holding back a wave of emotions.
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After a long while, Camille spoke.
She said, "| should actually hate her."