Walking Away While Pregnant: Dear Ex-Husband, I Don't Love You Anymore novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167: Chapter 167

The ambulance sped out of the filming camp, rushing toward the nearest city hospital.

A heavy, solemn atmosphere hung over the camp.

Outside the grounds by the roadside, a black Maybach had been parked for quite some time.

Inside the vehicle, Mr. Lee watched the ambulance recede into the distance until it vanished from sight.

"Look into that woman," the man commanded, his voice low and resonant within the quiet cabin.

"Understood." After a brief pause, Theo turned around from the front passenger seat, looking at Mr. Lee’s sharply chiseled, handsome face. "Where should we head now, sir?"

"Back to the guesthouse."

Theo hesitated for a moment before asking cautiously, "Miss Paige back there should have information regarding ’Selin.’ Should I go try and make contact with her?"

Hearing this, Mr. Lee shifted his gaze from the window to Theo’s face. "The commotion today reached a fever pitch. ’Selin’ could easily have stepped up to slap Fleur in the face herself, yet she chose to send Zoey and her team instead. Why do you think that is?"

Theo thought it over. "She doesn’t like showing her face?"

"That’s part of it." A subtle, faint smile touched Mr. Lee’s lips. "There’s another possibility—she’s waiting for a more opportune moment to reveal her identity."

Theo frowned. "Are you suggesting another company or team has already secured a partnership with ’Selin’?"

"Someone capable of associating with the likes of Zoey Paige is bound to have an extraordinary background." Mr. Lee glanced back out the window, his lips curling into a meaningful smirk. "That only makes me all the more intrigued by her."

Weighing his words, Theo asked, "Should I have someone keep an eye on Miss Paige, then?"

"No need. She’s clearly a professional—sending someone to tail her now would be detected instantly. If that startles ’Selin,’ the loss would far outweigh the gain," Mr. Lee said lazily. "Besides, I’ve waited five years already; a little more time won’t hurt. There’s no rush."

"Understood, sir." Theo paused, then asked, "And what about the investment?"

The indifferent smile on Mr. Lee’s face vanished instantly. "Since Fleur isn’t ’Selin,’ we handle it purely as business."

"Got it. I’ll pass down the instructions immediately." Theo turned to the driver. "Back to the guesthouse."

The black Maybach started up and drove off toward the guesthouse.

Unsurprisingly, the trending searches online were entirely dominated by Fleur and ’Selin.’

#Ironclad Proof: Fleur Plagiarized ’Selin’! Selin Turned the Trap Around for a Satisfying Comeback!#

#Widowed Sister-in-Law’s Persona Shattered! Fleur Rushed to Hospital After Miscarriage!#

#Who Is the Real ’Selin’?!#

#Selin’s Fans Form Fan Club, Calling for Her Official Comeback!#

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In less than half a day, the plagiarism scandal surrounding Fleur not only ignited massive uproar domestically, but overseas fans of ’Selin’ also posted threads en masse, joining the crusade against Fleur!

’Selin’ had always kept a low profile, but during her active serialization, she doted on her fans immensely. She frequently gifted completed pieces to fans for free through comment section raffles. Consequently, even though she had retired and remained inactive for five years, her fans’ passion and love for her had only grown deeper over time.

Aside from her fanbase, everyday netizens were relentlessly condemning Fleur as well.

Zoey stepped out of the car, her eyes sweeping over the black Maybach parked nearby. She muttered under her breath, Do rich people stay in guesthouses nowadays?

Hearing the call, Mrs. Shaw stepped out of the building. Upon seeing Zoey, she immediately greeted her warmly. "You must be Zoey!"

Zoey paused her stride. "Hello! I’m Zoey Paige. I’m here to see Elise."

"She’s upstairs taking her afternoon nap!" Mrs. Shaw walked over, smiling smoothly. "You’re even prettier in person than you looked on that live stream!"

Flattered by the compliment, Zoey burst out laughing. "You must be Mrs. Shaw! With your emotional intelligence and commanding aura, I knew it the second I saw you!"

"Oh my, that talk hits right where it counts!" Mrs. Shaw chuckled, leading Zoey inside. "I only just realized that our Miss Paige isn’t just a badass at slapping villains—she’s also a master of smooth talk in private!"

Stopping by the staircase, Mrs. Shaw said, "Elise takes an afternoon nap every day, but she should be waking up right about now. Would you like to head straight up to find her, or should I go call her down?"

"I’ll just head upstairs and find her myself," Zoey replied.

"Alright. Head up, turn right, and it’s the easternmost room at the end," Mrs. Shaw said, before adding, "By the way, you’ll be staying overnight, right?"

Zoey smiled. "I am. I’ll have to trouble you, Mrs. Shaw."

"What trouble?! You’re a friend who’s come from afar!" Mrs. Shaw gave her a playful, warm look. "Come on up; I’ll have someone get a room ready for you shortly."

"Great, thanks a lot, Mrs. Shaw. I’ll head up now."

"Go ahead!" Mrs. Shaw waved her off.

Zoey smiled, turned, and headed upstairs.