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Chapter 892: Dealing With It

My Ex-husband Begs Me Back1,312 words~7 min read

Chapter 892: Dealing with It

Camille's words grew more distant and indifferent.

She was completely different from before, when she was willing to

discuss and share anything with him. Preston attributed all these

changes to Ayan, believing that Ayan forbade Camille from talking to

him or having a close relationship with him, which led to Camille's

current behavior.

But Preston never looked inward and always blamed others for

everything, finding some consolation in doing so.

This allowed him to openly direct his anger towards Ayan and give

himself a reason to confront him.

Due to Camille's coldness, the phone call didn't last long and ended

abruptly.

Camille didn't think much of it or take it to heart. After all, it wasn't

something important to her.

However, Preston saw it differently.

Preston was on the phone with Camille while being with Eileen. She

sought him out to discuss Austin's situation, as she didn't know what to

do and needed his advice.

Preston squinted at Eileen, his eyes filled with a calculating

ruthlessness. He spoke slowly to Eileen, "Don't you know what to do

next? Let me tell you what to do. Follow my instructions, and whether

we're dealing with the Simpson family or Ayan, you'll live a luxurious life

forever. Do you want to listen to me?"

Eileen looked at him with a hint of fear in her eyes. She asked

tentatively, "Do you have a good plan? Should I wait for Austin or go to

his family?"

Preston smirked, "Of course not. Now, both Austin and his family are

nothing. We should aim for the top."

Preston's words were followed by a deeper, more cunning smile.

Eileen was genuinely shocked and stared at him. Some concern and

unease arose in her heart.

But Preston didn't reveal the specific plan. He only told Eileen to trust

his arrangements entirely.

Meanwhile, the situation with Sean continued to escalate. Following the

clues he provided, the police launched a new investigation. Louise's

family kept pleading with the police to seek justice for Louise.

Sean stayed in the hotel arranged by the police, and the next morning,

after the reporters dispersed, Kian was guided by the police to enter

Sean's room.

Sean had been living in fear and immediately got up to greet Kian. A

worried expression appeared on his face as he said, "Kian, I showed

up in front of cameras today. Will he try something else against me?"

Kian patted him on the shoulder gently and said in a low voice, "Don't

worry, you have 24-hour police protection now. What are you afraid of?"

Sean was still very anxious, his face showing panic and worry. He said,

"Kian, he must know by now. Now, Mr. Simpson is the only one I can

rely on. Mr. Simpson can't give up on me!"

Kian made a hushing gesture and said softly, "Sean, be careful with

your words. Loose lips may bring trouble to those who are helping you.

Keep a tight rein on your tongue, you know what I mean?"

Sean's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he nodded slightly.

Kian handed a piece of paper from his folder to Sean and said

nonchalantly, “Take a look. Later, we'll record a video and post it on

your personal social account, and then the police can withdraw. After

all, there are more important things they need to attend to. We can't

keep wasting their resources, right?"

"Kian, this won't work. If the police withdraw, I'll be in danger for sure.

You have to take responsibility for me, Kian!" Sean looked panicked

and scared. He was already worried with the police around him, but if

they were to leave, his anxiety would only increase. They must not

withdraw.

"Sean, don't worry. Take a look at the content first," Kian said in a low

voice.

He handed Sean the paper, and it seemed to contain information about

that Sean had guessed out the person trying to harm him and using

him as a scapegoat and that if something happened to Sean, he would

expose all the evidence and clues he had.

After reading the paper, Sean asked in a low voice, "Kian, won't I be

charged with not cooperating with the police if I say this?"

Kian shook his head, "Of course not. You are only insinuating; you don't

actually know."

"But won't he think that way? You don't know him. Whenever anything

threatens his interests, he will do anything to take that person down. If

that happens, I will never have a good day in Hance again. My father

will suffer in prison. What will I do then?"

Sean grew more worried, and his face became pale and helpless. He

was full of fear and anxiety, feeling like he had no other choice at this

point.

Kian furrowed his brows slightly and looked directly at Sean. He said,

"Sean, don't be too anxious. Things that haven't happened yet are just

baseless fears. If he really does something like that, we won't sit aside

and just watch it. Besides, the police are here to protect you. What are

you afraid of? Besides, your father is his uncle. If he really does

anything to your father, don't you think your father has leverage over

him? So don't worry too much.”

After Kian's words, Sean's expression gradually eased. He opened his

mouth and asked softly, "Kian, can I see my dad for a moment?"

Kian replied, "I'm not sure. I need to contact the prison and follow the

procedures. Plus, getting special permission takes time. What do you

think?"

Kian's words clearly implied that there are no free lunches in this world.

Any benefit comes with a price.

Sean understood the implications and remained briefly silent. Then he

nodded and said, "Kian, let's record the video now."

Kian smiled lightly and said, "Sure. To ensure the video is natural and

complete, you need to relax and not show any nervousness or

concerns. This is not only to protect your interests but also to protect

yourself. Every word you say represents your attitude. If you appear

nervous or unnatural, people might think you are being threatened. In

that case, it won't be good for you or anyone else. No one will dare to

speak up for you, and those who do will face trouble. You agree, right?"

Kian maintained steady eye contact with Sean as he spoke, his words

carrying genuine concern and advice, without any hint of threat or

warning. When he finished, he handed the paper to Sean.

"Sean, take a look at it first. Have a glass of water and adjust your

mood and emotions. I'll go outside and make a call to ensure

everything goes smoothly here," Kian said.

Throughout the conversation, Kian never mentioned Ayan, and he

made sure to leave no room for blame to be placed on him. No one

could accuse Ayan of anything since he had nothing to do with the

situation. Even if Sean tried to blame him, it would only point back to

Kian making decisions without Ayan's involvement.

Kian left the room, and Sean sat on the couch, looking pale and weak,

filled with worries and speculations. But at this point, it seemed he had

no choice left.

He had reached this point because Preston abandoned him, not the

other way around.

Sean pressed his lips together tightly, took a deep breath, and then

held the paper in his hand, memorizing every word written on it.

Recording the video didn't take long. Sean managed to get it right in

one take because it had to appear natural. Being too smooth or

rehearsed might raise suspicions that he had prepared in advance.

After finishing the video, Kian sent it to Ayan right away. He asked, "Mr.

Simpson, should we release the video to the media now or wait until

Preston reacts?"

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