Chapter 937: In The Spotlight

Chapter 937: In the Spotlight

Preston kept pondering over it, but the more he thought, the less he

understood. He was too excited and nervous. With such an incident

occurring, it was difficult for him to calm down, let alone control himself.

He pondered for a long time and immediately called Molly.

However, Molly wasn't the one who answered the phone; it was a

stranger. "Hello, is there something you need?"

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, Preston furrowed his brows tightly. He

assumed it was a servant from the Walker family or one of Molly's

friends. He asked, "Where's Molly?"

"Molly? Who's that?"

The other party clearly answered with a question.

Preston's mood was already bad, and at this moment, he was

becoming agitated. "Stop pretending. Where's the owner of this phone?

Who are you?"

"Why are you being aggressive? I found this phone. How would I know

where the owner is? If you're the owner, come to the airport to pick it

up.” The other person was equally exasperated and muttered, "You find

a lost phone and still act so hostile. What's the deal? Do you want it or

not? If not, I'll just leave it at the airport.”

Upon hearing this, Preston's expression slightly eased. Before the

person could hang up, he quickly asked, "You found the phone at the

airport? When did you find it?"

"About an hour or two ago, I don't remember the exact time. So, are

you coming to get this phone?"

Preston remained silent, and after several more confirmations, the

other party still received no response. Ultimately, the call was

disconnected.

At this moment, Preston suddenly understood-perhaps this had all

been premeditated?

His face couldn't be described as anything but unsightly, and his eyes

were filled with a cold and ruthless intent. A fiery anger seemed on the

verge of eruption within his chest.

Very well, very well.

These two words echoed in his mind.

His emotions were completely overtaken by his lack of composure at

the moment. He couldn't calm down, and the situation was escalating.

He hadn't yet formulated a sufficient plan to resolve the matter. Just

then, another voice appeared online.

It was a video recording made by Molly herself.

She addressed everyone, saying, “I'm currently on a plane heading

overseas. I've seen what's circulating online. In fact, I've known for a

long time that he had someone else by his side. But I don't blame Miss

Reid. It's not your fault; he deceived you and me. However, I can't

forgive you either. After all, it has caused me harm."

Molly recounted the years she had spent with Preston, from the

beginning to the present, highlighting her foolishness that had led to

this deceitful relationship. She emphasized that she was the one who

had invested emotions from start to finish. Preston hadn't shown any

affection toward her.

She had realized her mistake and didn't want to continue. She wanted

to cut her losses.

Apart from discussing her deception by Preston, Molly also mentioned

Preston's name change and what he did before changing his name.

She even spoke about his actions toward Louise via as a partner of the

museum project. Although she didn't present solid evidence tying

Preston to these actions, being close to him and coupled with Sean's

earlier allegations, the suspicion around him grew heavier.

When Preston saw Molly's video, his entire being was filled with an icy

chill. With a twisted expression, he roared, "Molly, you despicable

woman! Deceptive schemer, right?"

Preston had lost control of his emotions, like a wild beast gone mad.

If Molly were before him at this moment, he probably would've

strangled her.

Currently, he couldn't find Molly or Luke and Naomi. Even though he

knew Molly had prepared in advance, he hadn't anticipated this level of

preparation.

So, everything she had shown him was all a ruse, wasn't it?

The video spread quickly, so much so that the police in Hance City

immediately contacted the police in Flento to initiate an investigation

into Preston.

This seemed to be within Preston's expectations, as he had left his

apartment before the police arrived.

The police tried to contact him by phone, but they couldn't get through.

This solidified their suspicions about Preston's guilt. Otherwise, why

would he be evading them?

In a short time, the police's suspicions about Preston grew stronger.

After multiple consultations, they decided to arrest him. Catching

Preston was reasonable since finding him was the only way to uncover

what had truly transpired.

Moreover, Preston's involvement in Simpson Group's previous projects

was undeniable, considering the irrefutable evidence. He had only

evaded capture by changing his name; otherwise, he would have been

arrested long ago.

So, the police's intention to apprehend Preston was justifiable. The

police released a message through the media, saying, "If anyone has

any information or leads about Preston, as long as it is confirmed to be

genuine and effective after our verification, we will provide rewards."

Offering rewards for information incentivized people to come forward.

Some passionate youths took it upon themselves to participate in the

pursuit and began a thorough search of the places Preston had

frequented before.

This carpet search for any leads pushed Preston into a corner,

depriving him of even a moment to catch his breath. Now, he was

hiding in an apartment of less than 90 square meters, where his

assistant informed him of the situation outside.

The assistant said, "Mr. Walker, there are people searching for you

everywhere outside. I'm afraid they'll start going door-to-door soon.

This can't go on forever. You must leave Flento as soon as possible;

otherwise, they'll find you."

Preston sat in a chair, smoking a cigarette. The smoke veiled his face,

but in just a day, he had aged significantly. He remained silent for a

long time, not lifting his head until a cigarette extinguished. He looked

at his assistant and said in a voice devoid of warmth, "Find out which

country they have gone to in Walker Group for me, and compile the

vulnerabilities of the companies I asked you to collect that had long

cooperation histories with Walker Group.”

The assistant didn't know what Preston was planning, but he nodded

and agreed, "Alright, I'll go to the company this afternoon to compile

these things. But... when do you plan to leave? I'm worried..."

"No rush," Preston replied indifferently, adding, "Even if I wanted to

leave now, I can't. I'll wait until the storm passes."

The assistant nodded and left without saying more. He needed to

return to the company and couldn't stay at home for long.

After the assistant returned to Walker Group, he organized the

information Preston had asked for and emailed it to Preston's private

email. This email was known only to him and Preston, making it secure.

As for Preston's situation, Walker Group was naturally abuzz with

discussion. The assistant listened, unable to offer any retorts. However,

he couldn't help feeling anxious and fearful in his heart.

Preston had no news at the moment, and Kian was the first to inform

Ayan about the situation in Flento. Kian was still in Flento City, but he

was on a private trip, so only a few people were aware of it.

Kian asked Preston in a hushed tone, "Mr. Simpson, given the current

situation, could Preston escape again like he did last time?"