My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 798: Threat

Chapter 798: Threat

Sean quickly shook his head, "Of course not. We're definitely on thesame side. I would never do anything to betray you."

He was on the verge of a swearing gesture.

In response to his assurance, Preston smiled lightly, a deep smileevident in his eyes. He said, "No need to be so nervous. I was justjoking. I know you will never betray me. But I still want to remind youthat Ayan is a cunning and scheming person. He's very calculating. I'mafraid you might unintentionally fall into his trap, so be careful.”

Sean nodded, "Don't worry, I understand.”

"Good, that's settled then.” Preston didn't say anything more. Hepushed open the car door and got out. He said, "I'm not going backtonight. You can stay at my place.”

“It's okay, I can go back to my apartment.”

"You'll stay at my place.” It was no longer a question or a polite request;there was a hint of command in his tone. He said, "I might need you tohandle something tonight, and it would be more convenient if you staywith me, understood?"

Sean nodded and didn't refuse.

After all, it was work-related, and he didn't think too much about otherthings.

He watched Preston go upstairs before driving back to Preston's place.But he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease, though he couldn't quiteput his finger on it. It was a sense of uncertainty, neither here nor there.Sean had trouble sleeping and stayed awake until late at night.

Then, in the early hours of the morning, the doorbell rang outside hisdoor. Since he couldn't sleep, he immediately heard it.

He got out of bed, put on his shoes, and walked out, looking throughthe peephole in the door. Outside stood a few men. What were theydoing here at this hour?

Because no one answered, the doorbell turned into knocking.

Sean didn't dare to open the door and even held his breath. As no oneresponded, the men didn't wait long before leaving.

Shortly after the men left, Sean's phone rang.

He held his breath and answered the call, "Hello?"

"Sean, Preston has betrayed you. Are you still going to hide what youdid for him?" It was Kian calling.

Kian's words left Sean in silence, and his mind seemed to pause for amoment.

He couldn't believe it and said, “That's impossible."

"The police received a video evidence of you contacting Louise andthreatening her. The evidence is solid. Do you still think it'simpossible?"

Sean couldn't hear what Kian was saying anymore. He hung up thephone immediately and called Preston.

Preston didn't answer the first time.

He finally picked up on the second call.

When the call connected, Sean immediately questioned, "Mr. Walker,did you frame everything on me?"

"What are you talking about? I can't understand what you're saying!"Preston showed no displeasure. His tone was gentle, and there waseven a hint of a shallow smile in his response.

He denied it. Sean's expression turned extremely grim, but he didn'tstop there. He said, "Stop pretending. I know it's you. You made mecome back and stay with you, and you provided the video to the police,didn't you? Why would you do this?"

Preston chuckled and asked, "Ayan told you, didn't he? He's quite goodto you. What did you offer him in exchange for such generosity? Sean,have you ever betrayed me? Hm?"

He showed no signs of anger, asking as if it were just an ordinaryquestion.

But Sean knew him well enough. He knew that despite his calmappearance, he had long been furious inside.

However, he always liked to hide his emotions, hardly ever revealingthem easily. That's why he always gave people the impression of beinggentle and refined. But deep down, he could cause others timid andfeel chills down one's spine.

Sean's face turned pale, and in the face of such questioning, he tried tomaintain a facade of composure because Preston wasn't in front of himto see his expression. He had to control his inner emotions and silentlytell himself not to panic.

He took a deep breath and replied in a hoarse voice, "No, if yoususpect that I betrayed you and that's why you're treating me like this,Mr. Walker, then I can only tell you that you're wrong. I haven't betrayedyou. If I had, would Ayan still do nothing?"

Preston didn't respond to his words; he only smirked and spoke in anindifferent tone, "I don't trust anyone; I only trust my own eyes andinstincts. Sean, I haven't gone too far considering your father. If you'retruly loyal to me, then this situation is an opportunity for you to proveyour loyalty. The police will soon locate your whereabouts. You haveabout half an hour to leave Hance City. I've given you the chance;whether you can seize it is up to you."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Sean's response, heabruptly ended the call.

Staring at his disconnected phone, Sean's emotions reached theirbreaking point. He clenched the phone tightly, gritting his teeth andmuttered, "Preston... you bastard!"

He knew Preston wasn't joking. The person who had knocked on thedoor earlier was probably the police, but they must have realized hewasn't inside, so they left.

But if they were certain he was here, they would undoubtedly break indirectly.

Quickly putting on his shoes, he didn't even bother with socks andhastily left the apartment.

He didn't dare to take the elevator, opting to use the emergencystaircase instead. He practically ran down, nearly exhausting himself.Once he got into his car, he received a message from Preston: "Youbetter watch what you say, and don't you dare cooperate with Ayan togo against me just to save yourself. Your father is still in jail, and eventhough he's my uncle, I won't hesitate due to family ties. Don't believeme? You can ask your father. He understands me better than you do.No one can stop me."

Preston's warning and threat in his words were evident, each onelanding on Sean's face like a slap, neither light nor heavy.

Sean pounded the steering wheel as if going mad, causing the horn toemit a loud sound that echoed in the parking garage, lingering for along time.

He turned off his phone, driving aimlessly on the road. He didn't dare toreturn to his apartment, wandering like a lost soul.

Ayan naturally learned about Sean's situation.

Kian tried to contact Sean, but his phone was already turned off. Kianasked with uncertainty, "Mr. Simpson, do you think Preston has killedSean?"

Ayan lightly tapped his knee with his fingertip, leaning back on the chairon the balcony. His deep eyes gazed at the starry night sky, and hecalmly said, "Preston needs a scapegoat. After finally replaceing theperfect one, do you think he would be foolish enough to shoot himselfin the foot?"

Kian nodded slightly, "Should we look for Sean then?"

“The police are already searching for him. Going after him again wouldbe a waste of manpower. If he truly has no way out, he will naturallycome to us. Preston thinks he can escape by pushing everything ontoSean. I won't let him have his way. Once Sean shows up, you shouldpersonally talk to Logan and make everything public. Even if he hasenough reasons to defend himself, it doesn't mean he can walk awayunscathed."

With Louise's situation having developed to this point after so manydays, as long as this dirty water wasn't splashed on the people hecared about, Ayan didn't care. As for who would be responsible in theend, he didn't care in the slightest.

But what puzzled him was Preston's motive for doing this.