Female Novel
Chapter 895: Turbulence
Chapter 895: Turbulence
Ayan nodded, "Yeah, you're right. If Sean doesn't show up this time, this matter will probably remain
unresolved."
Perhaps even Louise herself didn't realize that her death had only caused a brief stir without bringing
any losses to anyone other than her family and friends.novelbin
If she could see everything now, she would probably regret it, right?
This topic wasn't suitable for discussing while eating, and the atmosphere became heavy as the topic
intensified.
Camille lost her appetite and rested her chin on her hand, looking at Ayan across the table. She asked,
"What do you think is the reason behind all this?"
Why did it have to involve taking a life?
Ayan picked up a piece of steamed fish and offered it to Camille, who hesitated to open her mouth. He
still intended it.
Their eyes met, and they held their positions for a few seconds before she finally opened her mouth
and ate the fish. Ayan then put down his chopsticks, his gaze still gentle as he said, "I don't know why,
because I'm not a killer, but whatever the reason, it shouldn't involve a person's life."
Camille nodded in agreement, "You're right. No matter what the reason is, it is unacceptable."
This is a crime, and it shows a lack of respect for human life.
The meal and conversation lasted for an hour and a half before Ayan paid the bill, and they left the
restaurant.
As they came out, Ayan held her hand and asked, "Shall we take a walk?"
The Simpson Group wasn't far from here, so walking back was reasonable.
But what about their car? They had driven here; were they not going to use the car?
Camille asked, "What about the car?"
Ayan replied, "We'll have the driver come over later."
Camille didn't think much of it and allowed Ayan to lead her as they walked towards the Simpson
Group's building.
They rarely took such leisurely strolls, especially during the day, savoring the moment with slow steps.
Perhaps because they walked slowly, they didn't feel tired.
However, the sight of them holding hands while walking was accidentally captured by a Simpson Group
employee, who posted it in the company's internal group chat. As soon as people saw the photo, they
couldn't resist discussing it.
"Is Mr. Simpson taking Mrs. Simpson out for a stroll?"
"Hey, 'taking for a stroll' sounds too down-to-earth, not quite fitting for Mr. and Mrs. Simpson's status!"
"I can't stop laughing! Even though it's not fitting, don't you feel like it's strangely appropriate?"
"What do you think they talk about while walking? Contracts and projects for the company, or which
company to collaborate with next?"
"Oh my goodness, are you toxic? Can't Mr. Simpson chat about sweet things between husband and
wife?"
"I wanted to say that too, but I really can't imagine it. After all, Mr. Simpson is a big boss!"
"....."
The more they talked, the livelier the discussion became. The imagination alone could generate
enough content for a one hundred-episode TV drama.
Ayan and Camille were naturally oblivious to all this.
The reason Ayan seemed somewhat submissive to Camille, was not a misunderstanding. It was
because he had made Camille a little angry during their walk back.
So, he had to coax her all the way, only to be told in the end, "I'm not upset. I was just teasing you."
That's why people saw him that way.
Back in the office, Ayan asked Camille to rest for a while, and after he dealt with some matters, he
would take her to the museum.
Because she had work in the afternoon.
Camille went to the rest area to watch TV, and Ayan then called Kian.
Ayan told Kian, "My car is parked in the Cantonese restaurant's parking lot. Go there now, and bring
along a professional car problem evaluator. Make sure the person looks like a driver, without showing
any abnormalities."
He wasn't completely at ease leaving this matter to the company's employees, so he had to trouble
Kian.
Coincidentally, Kian had just come out of the hotel where Sean stayed. After hearing Ayan's words,
Kian's immediate reaction was, "Mr. Simpson, is something wrong?"
Ayan said, "You'll know it after the inspection."
Kian responded, "Okay, I'll go there with the evaluator."
"Yeah." Ayan squinted, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and deliberately lowered his voice, "As
soon as Sean's video is released, follow the plan I told you before. Remember, you must act only after
the police leave, got it?"
Kian also lowered his voice in response, "Yes, I understand. You can trust me."
Kian immediately went with the evaluator to the restaurant. The car keys were left there by Ayan when
he paid the bill, so Kian went directly to the restaurant to get the keys.
After obtaining the keys, Kian and the "driver" got into the car together.
Once inside, the car didn't start immediately. The "driver" carefully checked for a moment and came to
a conclusion.
The "driver" informed Kian, and his expression immediately turned serious. He quickly sent a message
to Ayan, informing him of the situation.
Kian asked the "driver," "Does the problem occur as soon as you start driving, or does it only happen
during emergency braking?"
The "driver" explained and answered from a professional perspective. When Ayan inquired about Kian,
Kian honestly conveyed what the "driver" had said.
Kian said, "Not that fast; it takes driving for several dozen kilometers to encounter the issue. The
person who did this is undoubtedly very experienced and likely did it to avoid suspicion and
responsibility. After all, accidents don't always happen on the same day, and any place where people
have passed or stopped could be suspected."
"Mr. Simpson, it seems like they want to create an accident through this sabotage."
Ayan responded indifferently, "You see, some people can't wait. Sean's video isn't even released yet,
and some people are already impatient."
He smiled faintly and was unaffected by this incident.
He instructed Kian, "Let's keep this matter between us. Tell the people you brought not to say anything
and act as if they know nothing. Otherwise, they might cause trouble for themselves. And don't mention
anything related to this to Camille."
Kian understood and said, "I get it. But what should we do with the car now, Mr. Simpson?"