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''lle 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 rted to the
project."
"Right now?"
"Yes."
Ayan picked up the remote and turned off the TV. He said, "I''lle with you."
Ever since thest kidnap incident, Ayan couldn''t help but worry when Camille went out alone sote."
Camille smiled, "I''m not going out; I''ll be in the security office. It''s safe."
But Ayan insisted, "I still want to apany you. I won''t disturb your conversation."
Camille didn''t refuse this time, and they went together in the elevator.
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As they held hands, Ayan asked in a soft voice, "Are you close with this colleague from the project?
Howe she''sing to see you sote?"
"We''re just like regr 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''sing to see me again, and I''m not sure if it''s rted 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
Summer was holding a ss 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
"Okay, go ahead."
"Is this ce 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 tter 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 bepletely open about it."
Summer''s eyes were filled with pure honesty, and she held nothing back. She clearly exined 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 ns to do
something harmful to Mr. Evans under the influence of that Mr. Walker?"
Camille remained silent throughout Summer''s exnation. 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 notfortable
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 rted 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''ste 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 n to resign and join mypany, but you don''t want your
currentpany to know about it, so you''ve been discreet. Got it?"
Camille provided Summer with all the possible exnations 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 theme 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?"