Ayan was taken aback by her straightforwardness and looked at her with a faint smile, "Are we all this direct now?"
Camille stared at him without speaking.
He asked, "Did Summer just come to tell you that Jenson works for me?"
Camille remained indifferent and replied, "No one would bother coming all the way here late at night just to tell me that." She sighed silently and her expression became a bit serious, "So, are you going to tell me or not?"
Her gaze was serious and determined, clearly indicating that she wouldn't rest until she got an answer.
Ayan chuckled, "Why are you suddenly asking about him?"
She remained silent.
He sighed in resignation and said, "Yes, Jenson works for me."
Camille showed no surprise as she had already suspected it based on Jenson's behavior and what happened tonight. She just wanted a definite answer from Ayan.
Now that she had it, she felt it was only natural, as she couldn't think of any other possibility.
Camille looked at Ayan and said, "Summer said that Preston asked Quintus to investigate Jenson. He probably suspected if Jenson had other motives for his actions today."
Camille shared the information Summer told her with Ayan. He let out a light laugh and spoke with a neutral tone, showing no emotions, "He's in Flento but still wants to meddle in the affairs here, doing something beyond his reach. How bored he is!"
Camille asked, "So, aren't you worried that he'll uncover Jenson's identity?"
"He won't find anything for now. As long as you don't say anything, no one will know."
"Then you better not have told me. Be careful; if you make me angry, I'll tell everyone directly."
"Are you that ruthless to me?" Ayan smiled, lifted Camille's chin gently with his hand, leaned over, and gave her a kiss on the forehead. Then, he pressed his forehead against hers and said in a low voice, "I treat you so well. Can't you treat me a little better?"
Camille pushed him away and her cheeks blushed slightly as she avoided looking directly into his eyes. She said calmly, "What should we do about this matter?"
"It's not my business; it's a matter for the police," Ayan replied.
Camille nodded lightly, not saying anything further. After all, he was right.
They fell into silence, and Ayan's gaze gradually became profound as he instinctively felt that Camille was upset. His voice turned low and husky, "What's wrong?"
Camille shook her head, "Nothing."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Are you upset?" Ayan didn't believe her and said, "I didn't plan to get fully involved in this matter. Thanks to Sean's video today, the police will contact Preston by tomorrow morning at the latest. Although Preston isn't in Hance, he can't escape this investigation."
"I really am not upset. This matter has nothing to do with you or me, so why would I be upset?" Camille felt a bit exasperated. Why wouldn't he believe her?
The two stared at each other for several seconds before Ayan finally decided not to pursue it any further.
Ayan's words were right. During the time Camille met with Summer, the police had already contacted Preston.
Since it was an unknown number, Preston didn't answer the call. Because the people who contact him usually have identifiable labels, and a call without any label at this time would undoubtedly be from the police station.
He left his phone on the coffee table, and Molly also heard the phone ringing, so she asked, "Brother, why don't you answer the call?"
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