Chapter 230


    ire grabbed Cam’s hand, picked up the keys, and said to the people in the house, “I’m off to


    pick up some groceries for us.”


    They down the stairs.


    Cam frowned, “If it weren’t for Drew, I really wouldn’t want to deal with them.”


    ire gently patted her daughter’s hand. “I know, but they are family after all.”


    Cam scoffed, “Family? Mom, have you forgotten how Uncle treated us?”


    She said angrily, “When he made money from his business, you asked him for a loan to open a


    diner, but did he care? Later, when he fell on hard times, he even had the nerve to ask you to help


    pay for his house.”


    ire sighed helplessly, and the bitterness in her heart was rising like a tide. She couldn’t forget


    those past events either.


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    Cam spoke up, “I’ll go to the supermarket with you first.”


    When they walked past Cole’s fruit stand, Cole hurried to the entrance, anxiously asking, “Why


    didn’t you open your shop today? Are you feeling unwell? I’ve been trying to call you all day.”


    Seeing Cole’s worried expression, Cam sneakily pinched ire’s arm.


    ire blushed slightly and swatted Cam’s hand, then looked up at Cole. “My nephew had a bit of


    trouble.”


    “Is it something serious? Do you need help?” Cole took off his apron, ready to leave with them.


    ire smiled, “It’s sorted. We’re just heading out to get some supplies.”


    “Be careful on the road,” Cole advised.


    ire nodded.


    “Bye, Cole.” Cam waved smilingly at Cole.


    After shopping, they carried a big bag of groceries to their apartment building.


    “You don’t need toe up. It’s gettingte.” ire took the shopping bag from Cam. “I can take


    it up myself. Just text me when you get home.”


    Cam nodded.


    She caught a taxi back to her ce, and it was already past one in the morning.


    After taking off her sneakers, Cam massaged her calves. It was good that she had worn more


    casual clothes and sneakers. Standing outside the police station for seven hours had been


    physically and emotionally draining.


    After texting ire to inform her that she was at home now, she grabbed her pajamas and went to


    shower.


    Under the showerhead, the droplets fell on her skin. She closed her eyes, letting her thoughts drift


    with the flow of the water.


    Suddenly, the names Connor and Haylie popped into her mind. She opened her eyes, a bitter smile


    curling her lips.


    The water stopped, and Cam dried off and put on her pajamas.


    She walked over to her bed andy down. Her fingers gently caressed the phone screen; Connor


    had called her several times while she was at the police station, but she hadn’t answered.


    She hesitated about whether to call Connor back.


    It was two o’clock, so she put down the phone.


    Lying in bed, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Once more, she unlocked her phone and


    opened Twitter.


    [Connor’s statement ims he and Haylie are just friends.]


    It was on the top trending.


    Cam’s heart tightened, and she clicked on the hot search. The statement emphasized that he and


    Haylie were just friends.


    She opened thement section, where the messages fromizens varied widely, presenting all


    kinds of views.


    [Hope Haylie can step out of the shadows and start anew.]


    [What kind of friendship is this?]


    [Whether they’re just friends or not, we only hope Haylie can be happy and joyful.]


    ...


    Her finger slid across the screen.


    [The statement is to protect Haylie!]


    Her finger stopped on thisment, a short sentence that stirred significant waves in her heart.