Chapter 35


    Chapter 35 Do You Hate Me?


    My heart skipped a beat. This matter was initially just about the murder of the CFO of Scott


    Corporation, but if the reporters caught me and Idris together, it would not be a simple murder case


    anymore. It would be a conspiracy involving both Scott Corporation and Young Corporation. After


    all,izens‘ imaginations could be terrifying


    The death of a CFO with the heirs of two majorpanies on–site would make for news much more


    sensational than a simple


    murder case.


    With this in mind, I tried to avoid the reporters and leave with Idris.


    However, before I could take a step away, a man’s voice came from outside, “What’s going on here?


    Why is everyone gathered at my doorstep? What’s the fuss?”


    After this voice pierced through the chaos, a middle–aged man squeezed in from the outside, carrying


    a briefcase.


    It was Bt.


    I recognized him. After all, he was the CFO of Scott Corporation.


    Seeing him enter, the police approached to inquire. It did not take long to understand the whole story


    had all been made up by Sophia


    Bt turned his gaze to Sophia and raised his voice. “What the hell is going on here?! Sophia, are


    you tired of living? You im you’ve killed me and even called the police over?!”


    Upon seeing him, Sophia looked a bit dazed but not panicked. Instead, she merely asked, “You’re


    back? Have you eaten? Are you hungry?”


    This response almost made me fall to my knees. How could the person who was just speaking with


    bloodthirsty rage about killing him be so caring the next moment?


    The situation left me dumbfounded.


    The police were also baffled.


    Bt red at Sophia, talked to the officers, and indicated that he was fine and that everyone should


    leave.


    Seeing this, the investigating officers were not too pleased, feeling as if they had been led on a wild


    goose chase. However, since it was a false rm, they did not make a big deal out of it and only


    warned Sophia not to make false reports again They then brought up the incident of Sophia wounding


    someone in the cafe. Hearing about Sophia’s assault, Bt agitated. When he saw me and Idris, he


    paused and then hurriedly apologized to us.


    got a bit


    Idris had no intention of pursuing the matter from the start. He took the opportunity to excuse himself


    and let the police go. After the police left, Bt said to me, “Ms. Scott, I’m truly sorry for this farce,


    and thank you for bringing my wife back.”


    I shook my head slightly, unable to help ncing at Sophia again. Why did shee to me with that


    story if she had not killed anyone? Could she be mentally ill?


    Since the situation was a false rm, it was not my ce to ask further. I only suggested to Bt, “No


    need to be polite, but since you’re fine, you should find some time to take your wife for a thorough


    psychiatric evaluation to prevent future problems like this.”


    Bt agreed repeatedly.


    Seeing this, Idris and I prepared to leave.


    Just as we reached the door, Sophia suddenly said out of nowhere, “Scott Corporation… Scott


    Corporation is going to be in trouble…”


    “Shut up. Stop spouting nonsense,” Bt scolded, his voice already showing signs of agitation.


    Seeing me turn around, he


    shut quickly added, “She’s tallding nonsense, Ms. Scott. Please don’t take her seriously. I’m truly sorry.”


    Chan35 Do You Hate Me


    I nodded, and before leaving, I could not help but take another look at Sophia, who still seemed to be in


    a dazed state.


    The day of turmoil had stretched out long enough that it was already dark.


    In the car, noticing that I was not speaking, Idris nced at me. His voice was low and restrained.


    “What are you thinking about?”


    I shook my head and looked sideways at him. Then, noticing the bloodstained bandage on his hand, I


    remembered he was injured: With my thoughts recollected, 1 said, “Pull over to the side. Let’s switch.


    I’ll drive ”


    He raised an eyebrow and said calmly, “It’s not affecting me, and we’re almost home.”This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    Seeing this, I pursed my l*ps, “You need to go to the hospital to have that wound looked at. It would be


    troublesome if it gets infected”


    He looked at me sidelong, his mouth curving up. “Are you concerned about me?”


    I had other things on my mind and did not want to get into this, so I replied indifferently, “You’re


    overthinking it. I just don’t want Grandma to trouble me, especially since you’ll be going back to the old


    manor to be with Moore soon. She’s bound to


    notice.”


    He frowned. “Who told you I’m going back to the old manor?”


    Without much thought, I just replied, “Moore can’t live without you. Would you leave her, a pregnant


    woman, waiting for you alone all night?”


    Suddenly, the car fell eerily silent, and the air got colder.


    Sensing his mood. I was taken aback. I did not think I had said anything wrong. Why was he upset?


    The rest of the drive was ufortably quiet. When the car arrived at Clearwater Residence and I got


    out, he suddenly grabbed me and said, “Yvette, let’s talk”


    He then pulled me into the vi and had me sit on the sofa in the living room, pouring me a cup of tea


    I was a bit bewildered by his formality and asked, “What do you want to talk about?”


    He sat opposite me, not in a hurry to speak. Instead, he took off his ck coat, ced it aside, and


    then looked at me. “Yvette, do you hate me?”