Chapter 658 - Something''S Wrong


    Chapter 658 - Something''s Wrong


    He said, "It''s not very convenient to talk on the phone. I''ve asked the driver to go over to Darkmoor to


    pick you up, and he should be there in about ten minutes. We''ll talk about it then, okay?"


    Kian gave no definite answer and tried to hide the emotions, which made Camille realize that things


    didn''t seem quite right.


    She narrowed her eyes slightly, her white face stiffened, and eventually she could only whisper, "Hmm."


    Camille clutched her phone as Mrs. Bell''s voice rang again, "Cami, what''s wrong? Did something


    happen?"


    Camille lightly pursed her lips and did not respond directly, because Kian did not say clearly, then


    naturally he did not want to let too many people know. So she also just mustered a smile and said:


    "Nothing, but I have to leave early. It''s Ayan. There''s a small matter needs to be dealt with. Sorry that I


    will not be able to apany you guys for the dinner."


    Mrs. Bell did not continue to ask questions. Her understanding and decency made her just nod along


    with Camille''s words: "It''s okay, it can be any time to have dinner together. Go ahead and call me


    directly if you need anything!"


    "Okay, I got it, I''ll go first then."


    Camille got up and grabbed her bag.


    Preston also got up. "Camille, I''ll see you off."


    "No, Mr. Baxter will stay with Mr. Bell and Mrs. Simpson to continue the meal." Camille''s expression


    was impassive as she swept past Preston.


    Preston said, "I''ll see you out and then get back, and Mr. and Mrs. Bell won''t mind it."


    "Of course I won''t mind, Cami, you''d better let Mr. Baxter do it. He''s the host tonight. He won''t feel at


    ease if he doesn''t see you out."


    Mr. Bell said so, and Camille did not refuse again, she did not want to waste any more time on these


    irrelevant matters.


    Camille and Preston came out of the box one after the other, and the two passed through the long


    corridor. Her pace was so fast that even Preston had to take a big step to catch up.


    Preston asked softly, "Cami, what''s going on, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"


    "Some personal matters."


    "Do you need my help?"


    "No need."


    Preston added, "I''ll have someone drive you there because you didn''t drive here and it''s not very


    convenient to take a taxi."


    Camille refused: "No, I''ve already asked someone over to pick me up."


    Preston didn''t insist any more, but just continued to walk her out of Darkmoor until she reached the


    door. Camille then stopped to look at him. "Well, you don''t have to apany me any more. Just go in


    and have dinner with Mr. Bell. I can do it myself."


    Preston didn''t say anything, just stared at her with a slightly stony face, "Cami, there''s really nothing I


    can help you with?"


    "No really." Camille met his gaze frankly, her calmness making it impossible to see any difference at all.


    Their eyes locked for a few seconds and Camille took the lead as she turned her body to face him and


    looked ahead to wait for the driver to arrive.


    Preston also stayed with her in this way. Although not talking to each other, she could clearly feel his


    breathing, so it was hard to ignore his presence.


    The two remained silent for a long time, until Preston took the initiative and said, "Cami, do you trust


    me anymore?"


    Camille didn''t know why he suddenly said such a thing and simply replied lightly, "You''re overthinking


    it."


    "I didn''t think too much, I know you. This time after I came back, it''s not that I didn''t feel your coldness


    towards me, I don''t know why. But whatever it is, I want to exin to you clearly. I will not admit what I


    have not done."


    What he referred to was clear and unambiguous. Camille understood it, but the expression on her face


    never changed.


    Ayan''s driver also arrived at the time. The car was parked in front of the hotel. The driver immediately


    got out of the car and pulled the back seat door open for her: "Mrs. Simpson!!!"


    Camille nodded slightly, she looked back at Ayan and her voice was without much emotion. "Preston,


    I''m not trying to me on you, so don''t misunderstand. As for yourment about me being cold, I just


    think that since you and Molly are together now, it''s better for us to keep our distance. After all, I''m a


    woman. I understand women''s minds, so it''s better not to create unwarranted misunderstandings."


    Camille finished, and without waiting for Preston''s response she had already lifted her feet and walked


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    down the stairs to the car.


    The door closed, the driver got in, and the car slowly drove off and disappeared in front of Preston''s


    eyes.


    His gaze remained unchanged, and his eyes had been fixed on the direction of the car''s departure, and


    only after a few minutes did he gradually lower his eyes, with a very obvious smile at the corners of his


    mouth.


    And then, he turned around and walked inside Darkmoor. The phone in his hand rang again. He


    pressed the answer and said in an extremely light voice, "How is the situation?"


    "I saw with my own eyes that they went into the hospital before they left. The situation should not be


    very good, but I can''t find anything from the hospital. The news is very blocked."


    "The that''s great. It''s what we want."


    Preston could hardly conceal the joy in his words.


    Sean added, "But..."


    "But what?"


    "But the people we arranged for didn''t have time to do it before a police car passed by, so it didn''t make


    him worse, and all that''s been caused so far are injuries from the crash, so we can''t be sure about his


    condition."


    Sean replied in a whisper.


    Preston did not speak, only the expression on his face stiffened slightly, but soon he resumed his smile


    as he said, "It''s OK. I''m sure God will not spare him."


    The bottom of his eyes shed with a shadowy ruthlessness, like a venomous snake.


    After finishing the phone call with Sean, he went back to the dinner room and drank with Mr. Bell as if


    nothing had happened, and the mealsted until about ten o''clock at night.


    On the hospital side, Camille also arrived twenty minutes after came out from Darkmoor.


    The driver took her straight to the Resuscitation Room, where she had been more than once.


    Seeing that the only person at the door was Kian, the expression on her face instantly stiffened. On the


    way here, the driver also kept his mouth shut, because it was also true that he did not know the real


    situation, so he could not give her any information.


    Now after seeing Kian, she understood this instantly.


    She looked at Kian with an expressionless face and asked, "What happened?"


    Kian exined with his head down: "Mr. Simpson drove back to the Simpson''s mansion and it was a


    car ident. We don''t know whether those people wanted to rob or for other purposes. Fortunately, the


    police patrol passed by so it didn''t have any more serious consequences."


    The Simpson''s mansion was located in Hance City, the highest mountain in town. Back to Simpson''s


    mansion, they must cross a mountain road, but there were always police patrolled to protect the


    residents living in the vi by the mountain, for people living here were the richest in Hance City.


    idents were rare on this stretch of road, but Ayan''s driving skills were so good that it was not


    normally possible for him to have an ident, unless it was not an ident.


    But at this moment Camille didn''t realize it. Just looking at the Resuscitation Room with the red light,


    her stomach was in knots. She asked in a hoarse voice: "How is the situation now? What did the doctor


    say?"