Celia turned around and made sure that Keaton wasn't paying attention to her before she lugged Raymond away.
After she sat down on a bench, Raymond bought her a drink and sat down beside her. "Why don't we watch a movie later?"
She took the drink and shook her head. "I have to go back in ten minutes."
Raymond scowled with displeasure. "Why are you in a rush?"
"I have no choice," Celia replied. "Why don't we watch a movie in the evening? I'll be free by then."
Raymond questioned, "You were able to leave the house frequently a while back. What's been going on recently?"
Celia took a sip of the drink and explained, "Ms. Fletcher hasn't been around, so I've been the only one taking care of the child. I can't leave the child unattended for a long time. Anyway, she'll be back in the evening."
"Ms. Fletcher?" Raymond asked cautiously. "Is she a nanny as well?"
Hearing that, Celia parted her lips, but she wasn't sure how to respond to him. She then replied vaguely, "No, she…"
After a pause, she continued, "Anyway, I'll have some free time when Ms. Fletcher is back."
Raymond stopped asking so as not to arouse her suspicion. He then smiled and fished out his phone. "What movie would you like to watch? I'll book the tickets first."
Celia leaned in closer to him and selected a movie. "This looks great. Why don't you book the tickets at a later time? I'll let you know when Ms. Fletcher is back."
"Alright."
A while later, Celia took a look at her wristwatch and got to her feet. "I should get going."
She looked around but couldn't find the trash can. A considerate Raymond extended his hand. "Give it to me. I'll dump it later."
With a smile, Celia kissed his cheek and said, "I'll take my leave now. See you tonight."
"Bye."
After she was gone, the smile on Raymond's face faded. He clenched the empty cup as a sinister glint flashed through his eyes. If he wasn't mistaken, the so-called 'Ms. Fletcher' that Celia mentioned earlier was supposed to be Aidan's biological mother.
However, everyone thought that she was dead, so the fact that she was still alive surprised Raymond. It seemed that his speculation was right; Aidan had asked his mother to take care of the child.
Thinking of something all of a sudden, he put down the cups and shuffled in the direction where Celia had left. Soon, he hid behind a tree and peered at the man beside Celia, his dark gaze. Then, he took out his phone and snapped some photos.
Sensing something, Keaton hurriedly turned around.
Raymond quickly pocketed his gaze and concealed himself behind the tree.
Celia turned to look at Keaton. "What's wrong?"
Since there wasn't an anomaly, Keaton replied calmly, "Nothing. We've been outside for quite some time. Let's go back."
Celia nodded. "Alright."
On the other hand, Raymond didn't dare to get any closer, for he had almost exposed himself earlier.
After giving it some thought, he got into his car and waited for them at the entrance of the residential area. It wasn't his first time looking for Celia after they moved into this area, so he knew which entrance they'd pass through.
Celia and Keaton had left the house with the kid in the stroller without using a car, so they returned to the residential area on foot.
Raymond had been waiting for 20 minutes when they came back. He could see that Celia was at the front while the man kept a distance from her. Soon, they entered the residential area.
Several minutes later, the man left the residential area and got into an SUV parked by the road. He never left the vehicle after that.
Raymond memorized the license plate and deliberately passed by the SUV with his car. He took a peek and realized that there was more than one person inside.
After he was gone, someone in the SUV said, "I think that car belongs to Celia's boyfriend, Keaton."
Keaton glanced at the rearview mirror and grunted. Recalling what happened earlier today, he furrowed his brows as he finally realized why Celia had suggested taking the child out to bask in the sun.
His subordinate then asked, "Should we tell President Pearson about it?"
Keaton dismissed his suggestion. "It's pointless to inform President Pearson about it. He's already looking for a new nanny."
A moment later, he continued, "Keep your guard up. We can't afford to be negligent."
"Yes."
…
At 4.00PM, Leanna was working on her draft in the studio when the phone on her table started vibrating all of a sudden. She picked it up and realized it was Lewis.
He said, "We found some other problems during the investigation, McK. Do you have time to come over now?"
Since her draft was almost complete, Leanna replied, "Sure."
After she hung up, she kept the phone in her pocket, picked up her bag, and left the place. Her phone rang again when she was on the way. However, it was an unfamiliar number. She pulled her car over and connected the call. "Hello?"
Nevertheless, other than some indiscernible noises, no one spoke. She clenched her phone and asked, "Ron?"
No one responded to her. Before she could speak further, the other party ended the call. She took a look at the dim screen and let out a sigh. It seemed that it was just a call meant to harass her. She put down the phone and drove her car forward.
When she arrived at Lewis' office, she extended her hand and knocked on the door.
Soon, Lewis said, "Please come in."
Leanna opened the door and greeted him. Lewis then pointed at the chair across from him and said, "Have a seat, McK."
After she was seated, she asked gently, "Is it about the competition?"
Lewis crossed his fingers and placed his hands on the table. With a scowl, he let out a sigh. "I talked to the judges, and they assured me that they didn't help Queenie cheat. They're internationally renowned figures, but Robert has been vouching for Queenie. I…"
Understanding what he meant, Leanna replied with a smile, "It's fine. I'm sorry for troubling you. I'll look into the rest."
Now, she and Lewis didn't have solid evidence to go against those important figures. If they accused those people with only speculation, not only would things turn ugly, but they wouldn't be able to convince everyone.
Lewis continued, "Anyway, it's not the only reason I asked you to come here. Do you remember the rules of the semi-final, McK?"
It startled Leanna when he brought up the semi-final all of a sudden. A moment later, she replied, "Yes."
Lewis said, "Ten designers were asked to draw a random number and complete the corresponding designers' work."
"Is there any problem with that?"
Lewis nodded solemnly. "Yes."
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