My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 793 Trouble

Chapter 793 Trouble

“You mean..." Kian looked at Ayan uncertainly, but seeing no otherresponse from him, it was clear that he agreed. Kian quickly said, "Iknow what to do now."

Kian immediately made a phone call in front of Ayan.

After ending the call, he turned back to ask Ayan, "Mr. Simpson, whereshould we go next?"

"Take me to the club.”

He had already messaged Rex when he was downstairs, inviting himfor a drink.

He didn't want to show his emotions in front of Camille to avoidworrying her.

But he couldn't keep suppressing his emotions, and he couldn't keephiding things he couldn't figure out.

The club was their territory, so entering and leaving it was safe andconvenient.

They went to their regular private room, and Rex had already arrivedbefore Ayan.

Rex said, "I know you're not in a good mood, so I came early to wait foryou. How about that, bro?"

Ayan scoffed and had no intention of responding to his remark.

Ayan walked over and sat down, and Rex poured a drink for him andpushed it in front of him. They raised their glasses and clinked themtogether. Rex asked casually, "You seem to be in a bad mood. Is itbecause this matter is difficult to handle?"

Ayan didn't respond immediately. He pursed his lips, his expressioncalm, his voice unhurried as he said, "Under what circumstances wouldyou recklessly confront someone without hesitation?"

"Are you referring to Preston?" Rex guessed.

Ayan neither denied nor confirmed, but their gazes met. Rex took a sipfrom his drink and then said, "If it were me, I would only do so when it'sa situation where I can't move forward without making the other personpay his price. Such things usually involve either love or family."

"So, Preston did this because you married Camille, and he becamejealous and holds hatred towards you?"

A cold glint flashed in Ayan's narrowed eyes, and he said, "I'veconsidered this possibility. Although he had romantic feelings for her,it's not enough for him to go to such lengths and indirectly hurt her if it'ssolely for her sake. Preston is a selfish person. If he really did it toretaliate against me and the Simpson family because of her, hewouldn't have done things that would indirectly harm her."

He had put himself in Preston's shoes, and he wouldn't have donesomething like that.

Of course, everyone's approach and thoughts may differ.

Rex said, "If it's not a matter of love and jealousy, then it must be aboutfamily. Could it be that the Simpson family took over a business or amajor project from the Walker family, and that's why he harborshatred?"

"He is an adopted son of the Walker family,” Ayan said calmly.

Rex's expression turned serious as well, and he said hesitantly, "Ifthat's the case, it doesn't seem necessary for him to make such greatsacrifices for the Walker family. Ayan, you need to replace out his trueidentity.”

“I know, that's why I meet you, right?" Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly,a faint smile appeared on his face as he met Rex's gaze. His eyesseemed to be saying, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Rex finally caught on and said helplessly, "Ayan, you set me up! Whydidn't you just tell me directly?"

“Didn't you say I should come to you if there's something?"

“Then just say it!"

"How can I make you resonate if I say it directly?" Ayan said calmly,"Since you have a direction and are paying attention, then follow yourthoughts and investigate Preston's biological family. By the way, Elijah,the secretary of Armstrong Corp, is his uncle. That's the only clue I canprovide. The rest is up to you. I think President of Ward Group surelyhas the ability.”

Rex interrupted, "Alright, Ayan, you don't have to say more. I knowwhat you want to do. Okay, I'll personally look into this matter. But afterI replace out, you have to agree to one request from me."

"Deal!"

"And don't regret it later.”

"Of course not."

They raised their glasses again and clinked them. Since they werediscussing business matters, they didn't drink much before leavingseparately.

Kian had been waiting in the parking lot for Ayan. As soon as he sawAyan and Rex coming out, he drove over to pick Ayan up.

He asked, "Mr. Baxter, would you like me to take you back?"

"No need, I'm not going back for now," Rex waved his hand, watchingAyan leave.

It had only been about an hour since Ayan entered the club. Kianoriginally thought he would stay for two or three hours, as he usuallydid when drinking.

Through the rearview mirror, Kian saw Ayan leaning back in his seatwith his eyes closed. After hesitating for a few seconds, Kian spoke up,"Mr. Simpson, would you like me to prepare some hangover medicinefor you?"

"No need, I didn't drink much,” Ayan replied calmly.

Kian acknowledged with a sound.

The atmosphere in the car fell silent.

It wasn't until the car safely stopped at Maple Leaves Mansion, the floorwhere Camille lived, that Ayan's voice rang out again. He said, "Fornow, you don't have to focus too much on investigating Preston'sbackground. Let Rex help from the perspective of a third party. Hemight uncover more comprehensive information than what we can replace.Also, try to contact Sean these days and see if there's any connectionbetween him and Preston regarding the online incident.”

"Alright," Kian nodded.

Ayan got out of the car and went upstairs.

Camille was already asleep, so he was extra careful when entering herapartment.

The reason he was able to open Camille's door was because he hadtaken the key from the entrance before he left.

If he hadn't asked for it, she probably wouldn't have voluntarily addedhis fingerprint to the system.

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but smile helplessly.

The next morning, Kian waited near Sean's apartment for him to comeout. He was driving a new car without license plates today, and hechose a spot without surveillance cameras.

He sat in the car and sent a text message to Sean from a new number:"Let's talk!"

Kian had sent the same message before, so when Sean received it, heimmediately guessed it was from him.

Since the museum project was on hold, Sean was still in the apartment,so coming over would only take a few minutes.

He walked directly over and opened the passenger door, lookingsomewhat nervous as he asked, “Kian, it will bring trouble if you cometo me so openly.”

"Don't worry, don't be nervous. Or before anyone suspects you, you'vealready exposed yourself," Kian calmly reminded him, glancing at Seanand asking, "Besides the issues with the museum project, you shouldhave plenty of free time, right?"

Sean furrowed his brow slightly, “I don't understand what you mean.""Sean, don't be nervous. I don't have any other meaning. I just wantedto ask what Preston has been up to these days."

Sean's face turned slightly indifferent as he said, "Just as usual.”

"Is that so?"

"Kian, if you don't believe me, you can investigate. Since the incidentlast time, he has started to distrust me. Even if there is something goingon, he won't tell me. So, you won't get the answers you're looking forfrom me."

Sean's reaction was a bit excessive, as if he was trying too hard.

Kian smiled faintly, "Sean, you visited your father in prison, right? So,should I trust your words or not?"

Sean's face stiffened, and a glint of cunning coldness flickered in hiseyes as he said, "Since all my actions are under your watchful eyes,why bother asking again?"

"So, you're not going to cooperate anymore? Don't forget how youguaranteed back then."

Kian's words made Sean freeze.

He sat in the passenger seat without moving, silent for almost half aminute before speaking up, "Kian, I know you want to know if recentevents have anything to do with Preston. But I truly haven't beeninvolved, so I don't know if it's related to him or not."

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