Chapter 797: Selection

Chapter 797: Selection

Amber's face tightened as she bit her lip.

"I know. I went back to the apartment with her, and I saw a man get out

of a black car. They seemed cautious, so they entered the apartment

separately. The man didn't drive in, so I waited outside. He left around

dawn," she said.

"Who was he?" Kian asked.

"Preston," Amber replied.

Kian's eyes flickered, and his hand, which had been in his pocket all

along, tightly gripped the recording function he had activated earlier.

Unfazed, he continued, "Are you sure it was him?"

“I'm certain because I've seen him before. He's one of the people in

charge of this project, so I recognize him. Moreover, I'm sure because I

was curious about Louise's reaction when she answered the phone. I

thought she was looking for some connections, so she always dated

someone older. That's why I followed her. I wanted to make her leave

the company through that means,” Amber explained.

Amber hadn't expected to see Preston there. She was completely

stunned.

So she waited at the apartment entrance for Preston to come out, and

once he did, he immediately drove away.

Amber detailed everything she saw to Kian, saying, "Kian, every word

I've said is true. At this point, there's no need for me to hide anything. I

never intended to harm Louise. I only wanted to secure my position in

the company. As for why Mr. Baxter did what he did, I'm not sure.

However, Louise's suicide should have something to do with him,

right?"

Kian nodded without responding, simply saying, “I've heard everything

you said. Have a rest now. You can stay here and don't need to go out

for the next few days. There will be someone to deliver food to you, and

if you need anything, you can contact the staff."

After making sure Amber was taken care of, Kian left the room, closing

the door behind him.

Kian didn't stay at the villa for long and left directly. Once he was in the

car, he called Ayan.

He informed Ayan, "Mr. Simpson, Amber said that the person who went

back to Louise's apartment with her that night was Preston.”

Ayan didn't seem surprised; he simply responded with a faint "Hmm"

and asked Kian to discuss it further at the office.

Simpson Group's office.

Kian played the recorded conversation he had with Amber for Ayan. He

suggested, "Should we hand over this recording to the police for

investigation?"

Ayan furrowed his brow slightly and said, "Handing it over directly to the

police won't be very effective. Let Jenson go meet Amber. As for the

people who rear-ended Amber's car, we're not sure. In any case, let's

not get involved in this matter. Let everything proceed according to the

police's procedures.”

Kian nodded and immediately contacted Jenson.

In the afternoon, Amber went to the police station with Jenson

accompanying her.

She also reported the car accident that occurred today because the car

was severely damaged. The police found Amber's and the driver's

fingerprints in the car, so every word she said was considered credible.

Following Jenson's guidance, Amber recounted everything she had

witnessed to the police during their questioning.

Her genuine fear and unease reflected her true emotions, as judged by

the police. In fact, she was genuinely terrified because she was worried

about the consequences for her parents after reporting the incident.

The warnings and threats made her afraid, but she had no other

choice. Since she had already chosen a side, she had to cooperate.

Amber's testimony immediately provided the police with leads for

investigation. Additionally, Logan presented the video Kian had given

him on Ayan's instruction, and based on Amber's provided timeline, it

matched the time in the video.

There were a difference between the person and license plate in the

video compared to what Amber said. This was something the police

need to investigate and clarify.

The police conducted the investigation at a remarkably fast pace, as if

someone was secretly guiding them. They reviewed surveillance videos

from several road segments based on all the calculations. Due to the

large number of videos, they had to be carefully filtered.

It was already evening, but the city's hustle and bustle showed no signs

of stopping.

A man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of a high-rise, overlooking

everything in front of him. Sean watched him cautiously and said, "Mr.

Walker, the police have started investigating your whereabouts from a

few days ago. They also asked the museum to retrieve footage of your

interaction with Louise at the museum and inquired about your

relationship with her during this project. What do you think the police

are looking for?"

Preston narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness gleaming in his

gaze. However, when he turned to look at Sean, all that coldness

vanished, leaving behind an indifferent smile. He asked, "What do you

think they're looking for?"

Sean looked at him puzzled, his expression filled with confusion. “Is it

related to Louise?"

Preston didn't answer the question directly, only turned to look at Sean.

However, his gaze didn't linger on him for more than a couple of

seconds.

With an indifferent expression and emotionless eyes, Preston said,

“That's a matter for the police, not something you should worry about.”

Preston's response didn't provide any substantial information, leaving

Sean wondering if he was involved or not.

But one thing he could be sure of was that Preston seemed to trust him

less now.

Sean bit his lip and remained silent.

Preston spoke again, "Go and drive. I need to go out for a while.”

"Now?" Sean asked.

"What's the matter? Is it inconvenient for you?" Preston asked in a

gentle voice, though the weight of his words was apparent in his eyes.

Sean immediately nodded, "No, I didn't mean that. I'll go drive right

now."

Preston gave him a deep look, then withdrew his gaze, showing no

emotions.

Once Sean left, Preston put on his coat, picked up his phone, and

made a call. He said in a calm tone, "The police have started

investigating. If they find evidence against you or me, it'll be difficult for

us to start over in Hance City."

"What do you mean?"

"Naturally, we need to find a scapegoat for this matter.”

"What do you plan to do?"

"There will be a way out, but you better be careful and avoid any

contact from now on.” He hung up the phone directly, but the other

person misunderstood his intentions.

The other person thought Preston wanted to use him as a scapegoat,

so naturally, they wouldn't sit idly by.

Thus, a daring idea arose. When people are emotionally charged, it's

not surprising for them to make impulsive decisions because they're

solely focused on achieving their own goals, without considering

anything else.

Preston came out of his residence and got into the car. Sean asked

while driving, "Mr. Walker, where are we going?"

"Take me to Zoie's apartment.”

Sean nodded and drove toward Zoie's apartment.

Upon arrival, Preston didn't immediately get out of the car. Instead, he

casually asked, "Have you been to prison?"

Sean visited the prison several days ago, and Preston was only asking

it now. He didn't show any displeasure, but his facial expression slightly

stiffened.

He nodded and replied, "Yes, I've been there."

"How is he doing?"

“Not too well, he's lost a lot of weight.”

"What are your thoughts?" Preston asked with a detached tone.

Sean answered honestly, "Of course, I want him to get out. After all,

he's getting older and it's definitely tough for him inside."

"Yes, getting older means it's naturally harder for him compared to

younger people. Sean, as long as you cooperate with me, I'll find a way

to get him out as soon as possible. However, I'm currently being

pressured by Ayan, and I hope you won't betray me. You need to

understand who you're sailing with, right?"

Sean was momentarily stunned, feeling that Preston's words carried a

hidden implication. But looking at him through the rearview mirror, he

couldn't detect any unusual expressions.

He remained silent, and Preston smiled teasingly, "What's the matter?

Aren't we sailing together? Or are you feeling guilty about something

you've done to betray me?"

He asked as if joking around.