My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 787: Wronged

Chapter 787: Wronged

Kian immediately began investigating.

Louise had always been arrogant during her time at the company,especially because she was the chief architect. She wasn't friendly tothe people around her, although she wasn't the type to bully others inthe workplace. But no one wanted to listen to what she had to say.Most of her words were sucking up to the management but belittlingthose of lower ranks.

That's why there were very few people who could tolerate her temper.In addition, after she got part in the museum project, even herimmediate supervisor didn't pay much attention to her. Her companydirectly abandoned her, and her supervisor arranged for Amber, whowas slightly less showy than Louise, to come and suppress her.

The two of them were on equal footing in the company, but Louise wasgood at flattering people. With a stroke of luck, she managed to snatchmany projects from Amber, which made their encounters extremelytense.

Kian informed Ayan of these details. "Mr. Simpson, this matter shouldalso have something to do with Amber. According to my investigationand contact with other architects involved in this project, when theyheard about Louise's accident, they discussed it in the meeting room.Amber clearly showed signs of guilt and avoided answering questions.If she had nothing to do with it, why would she avoid them?"

Ayan contacted Sophie and Summer since they were close to Camille.He had already instructed them to investigate they thoroughly.

After experiencing such an incident, both of them were frightened andscared. Although Jenson had instructed them not to speak recklessly ordiscuss the matter too much, they immediately told the truth whenquestioned by Kian.

Naturally, they also discovered that Camille wasn't the only one takenin for questioning; Amber was also questioned.

Upon hearing this news, Ayan didn't say much. He simply told Kian tokeep an eye on the actions of the police. After Camille finished givingher statement, he had Yessica go and pick her up, then return directlyto Maple Leaves Mansion.

Every action Ayan took was to maintain distance from Camille.However, it wasn't because he was concerned about his own sake, butworried that his involvement would bring trouble to Camille, for shedidn't have anything to do with the situation.

His identity was too special, and it would be easy for others to perceivehim as being maneuver it.

He couldn't allow such a situation to arise.

Ayan was also anxious actually. As a result, he had no focus on workand stood silently by the floor-to-ceiling window in his office.

At the police station...

After Camille and Amber were brought in, they were placed in separatesmall rooms.

There were two police officers, a man and a woman, conducting theinterview with Camille. They asked her for detailed information abouther interactions with Louise, including the previous incident.

The female officer questioned Camille, "Since she apologized to you,why didn't you accept her apology?"

Camille expressed her truest feelings, saying, "I believe that not everyapology from someone who has done wrong deserves a response.Although she apologized, the harm she caused me didn't make me feelthat her apology was worth accepting.”

"So you don't accept her apology, and your anger towards her remainshidden inside you, right?"

“I truly don't accept her apology, but I don't feel angry towards hereither. She's simply someone I dislike, but I'm not angry enough to let itlinger in my heart. For me, she’s just even more of a stranger to me.""Miss Armstrong, we will record every word you said, so we hope youcan be truthful with us.”

"Every word I said is my innermost honest thought.”

Camille knew she did nothing wrong, so she had no fear.

Only someone without any guilt would have enough confidence to keeptheir composure.

And that was exactly how Camille was at the moment.

After nearly half an hour of interrogation, the two police officers left theroom, leaving Camille alone inside.

She still felt somewhat unreal because, the person she worked with justyesterday was gone like this.

Although she truly didn't like Louise, she didn't wish for her to die either.So she felt a sense of indescribable regret, a kind of lament on in thefragility of life.

Camille pressed her lips together and sat quietly without moving.

In another room.

Two police officers asked Amber several questions, and her answerswere somewhat evasive and panicked. Her facial expression showedboth nervousness and impatience.

When the police asked, "Did you have many unpleasant experienceswith the deceased? Did you often assign her to do tasks that weren'tarchitectural in nature in this project? Did you frequently have conflictsand arguments?"

Amber's first reaction was not to answer the questions but to stare atthe police with a stiff face. She said, "Many people had conflicts withher, so don't blame everything on me, okay? You're falsely accusingme. Did Camille tell you to ask me this? Camille herself had conflictswith Louise too. When Louise apologized to her, she completelyignored it. Is it because she's Ayan's wife that she wants to cover upthese facts?"

Amber's panic caused the two officers recording the statement toexchange glances. One of the officers said, "We are asking you now,don't involve others. We naturally have someone to take Camille'sstatement. We're not accusing you of anything related to the deceased.We're just trying to understand how your relationship is with thedeceased. You don't need to be so nervous and agitated. Your reactionmight make people wonder if you have something to hide."

“I don't, I have nothing to hide. I haven't done anything. Feel free to askme anything because it has nothing to do with me."

Amber's attitude was overly forceful, and she repeated over and overagain that she had no connection to Louise's death. But the more shedid this, the more it seemed like she was reacting strongly because shehad something to hide.

Due to her excessive reactions and attitude, the recording session withAmber took over an hour to complete.

After about half an hour, the police released both Camille and Amber.Before leaving, the officers said to them, "We hope both of you won'tleave Hance City recently, and please make sure we can get to you.The police may contact you at any time for further investigation. Wehope you understand.”

Camille nodded. "I understand.”

Amber remained silent with a grim expression, not saying a word.

She didn't want to stay here any longer, not even for a second. She justwanted to leave as soon as possible.

Camille and Amber walked out of the police station, and Yessica, whowas in the car, immediately got out and waved at Camille. "Cami!"Camille smiled and walked towards Yessica, but just as she took a stepforward, Amber suddenly turned and looked at her.

Amber stared at Camille and said, "Did you tell the police that therewere conflicts between Louise and me? Mrs. Simpson, aren't you justadding fuel to the fire? Can you honestly say that you didn't have anyconflicts with her? Why are you pushing all the blame onto me?"Camille frowned, coldly staring at Amber. “First, I didn't do what you'reaccusing me of. Second, if you truly believe it was me, then present theevidence. We're still in the police station, so let's make things clearwhile we're here."

After finishing her words, Camille didn't immediately avert her gazefrom Amber's face. She waited for Amber's response, leaving thedecision entirely in Amber's hands.

If necessary, they would turn back. They hadn't gone far from the policestation anyway.

As for whether Camille actually said those words in front of the police,the police wouldn't deceive or lie. The truth would be revealed with asingle question.

The two locked eyes, but Amber couldn't hold Camille's gaze for long.She said, "I have nothing to hide, whether it concerns you or not. Youcan keep accusing me however you want."

“It's not my place to judge. You should clarify it with the police. Butyou're so nervous. What are you afraid of?" Camille's eyes showed aprobing look as she stared at Amber without blinking.