Divorced the Cheat Married the Fleet (Camilla and Lance) novel Chapter 496

How could she have done all these horrific things?

Was her gentle, vulnerable act completely fabricated?

Wait...

Did she just use me as a pawn this entire time?

The more Shirley thought about it, the more her stomach twisted into knots.

A deep sense of betrayal took root in her chest, quickly blossoming into burning rage.

After wrestling with her thoughts for a moment, Shirley made a decision. She pulled up a number she had sworn never to dial and pressed call.

Camilla was waiting for Tessa to finish her medical exam when her phone rang. Her assistant informed her that someone claiming to possess a vital secret was demanding an urgent meeting.

The caller had dropped several details regarding the Charles family, suggesting they genuinely held inside information. Intrigued, Camilla grabbed Lance and headed to the designated coffee shop.

Pushing open the glass doors, Camilla spotted Shirley sitting in a booth.

A wave of irritation washed over Camilla’s face.

Assuming the woman was back to beg for mercy on Sarah's behalf, Camilla didn't mince words. “Whatever happened to Sarah was Tessa's call. I have no say in the matter. You're wasting your time talking to me.”

“You've got it wrong. I'm not here to beg for her,” Shirley fired back. “I'm here to sell out her secrets.”

Camilla arched an eyebrow in suspicion, letting Shirley continue her angry rant. “I finally see her for what she is. She's been using me as her personal attack dog for years. Now that she's finally getting what she deserves, I'm done covering for her. There’s an apartment she rents out at 48 East Way. When I visited her today, she begged me to go there and destroy a laptop. I haven't gone yet, but if she's that desperate to get rid of it, it has to be important. Here are the keys. Do whatever you want with them.”

With that, Shirley slammed a set of keys onto the table and pushed them toward Camilla.

Standing up abruptly, she added, “I've delivered my message. Go or don't go. It's up to you.”

A hidden laptop... secrets...

Camilla exchanged a meaningful look with Lance. The only thing Sarah would be desperate to hide right now was evidence of her dealings in Silvania.

Without hesitating, the two of them drove straight to the address Shirley had provided.

It was a dilapidated property with a rusted lock on the front gate, radiating an aura of neglect.

Lance slipped the key into the lock. With a sharp click, the heavy door groaned open.

The courtyard was wildly overgrown, the weeds so tall they almost completely obscured the stone pathway.

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