My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 644 Scapegoating

Chapter 644 Scapegoating

Austin wanted to throw mud at Ayan and mislead the public into getting justice for him, so his schedule was almost transparent to the media. He was just afraid that others could not find him, and he revealed his whereabouts without reservation.

In less than half an hour, a large group of media came to the hotel he was staying in, waiting downstairs.

He thought it was his way that had worked, and he thought of all the wording and reasons and excuses to mislead everyone.

But before he came out of the hotel, he heard a question from the crowd: "Excuse me, Mr. Norman. You said that your wife Cora was also in the villa where the fire broke out. Why didn't you find her in advance if you knew she was there? Or did you just want to get rid of your wife, who had disgraced you, and ignite the fire on purpose?”

These queries immediately stiffened Austin's face. It was completely different from what he envisioned.

He grimaced, swept a glance at Jeremiah at his side, lowered his voice and asked, "What's it?"

Jeremiah was also unaware of the situation and wanted to speak out in defense, but was interrupted by one question after another from the media before he had a chance to speak.

Everyone was questioning Austin: "Please tell us if you had anything to do with the fire or not."

“It's been a day since the fire. Why didn't you call the police when you knew your wife Cora was also inside the villa?"

"Why do you know something the police don't even know?"

One question after another left Austin at a loss as to how to respond. He stood there frozen for a while without any reaction. The media's live camera was also always focused on him. His appearance naturally and immediately set off a lot of storms on the Internet. Netizens also questioned him.

"Austin is hiding something, isn't he?"

"Why don't you dare to retort? It's because they asked to the point, right?"

"Please ask the police to strictly investigate this man. I think he is not a good person. He must be thoroughly investigated. We can not let him go."

“I'll trade my five years of youth for a truth!"

"Seconded!!!"

The constant questioning made Austin's murder of his wife top the hot search straight away, and Preston was immediately aware of the news. Secretary Sean asked, "Mr. Walker, will Austin implicate us now that he is in the limelight of the entire network?"

“No, even his secretary does not know too much about our connections. Even if we are implicated, people will just think we are wrongly accused. You contact Austin anonymously and ask him find a way to get out of it, otherwise Norman Group will also be involved.” Preston swept a faint glance at the online message and then turned off his phone. He closed his eyes and his face flashed with fatigue.

Austin became the target of public criticism. The development of things could not be natural. There must be someone behind the manipulation. Who is this person?

Preston knew it by heart. He narrowed his eyes slightly, the bottom of his eyes slipping through a wry coldness.

On Austin's side, he finally managed to get away from the hotel gate, but there were still stubborn reporters who had been chasing his car trying to get first-hand news.

Austin urged Jeremiah to drive faster while his phone rang at that moment.

Too many calls coming in, he had to turn off his work-specific cell phone. And now it was a private numbernot known by many people. He asked, in a somewhat hurry tone, "Who is it?"

The other side did not reveal its identity, but only said lightly; "Mr. Norman, if you get away from this matter, then find a scapegoat, otherwise even the Norman Group will be implicated.”

After saying this, and not waiting for Austin to respond, the other side hung up.

Austin's face darkened, and for a long time he did not speak. After a few seconds, he opened his mouth and said, "Go to the police station.” Jeremiah nodded and drove straight to the police station.

Because Austin had previously called the police to look for Cora, he needed the police to testify that he had been looking for his wife for a long time.

At the same time, Ayan asked Jeremiah to find a scapegoat behind everyone's back, a gambler, a gambler in debt with no future. He would confess that he was paid to spread misleading information that Cora was in the villa where Ayan had a fire.

The gambler took the money and did as he was told.

Austin also entrusted the police with the search for Cora, and then found an excuse to leave Hance City and go back to Campole.

Austin left the next afternoon, and he left as if someone was chasing behind him in a hurry.

When Kian told Ayan about the incident and Austin's whereabouts, Rex and the others were also there and couldn't help but laugh after hearing this: "This Austin is really not half as bold as he should be, so he's scared shitless over such a small matter?"

"Hahaha."

They laughed out loud.

Derek teased: "With such a little courage, he also dared to provoke Ayan? I think it is better for him to go back to Campole and not show up again in two years."

"Ayan, look at you, nothing has been done, but you have scared people like this. You are still responsible if he wets his pants!"

"Heh!" Ayan hooked his lips and smiled, the expression on his face was very indifferent: "It doesn't matter if his guts are broken or not, what matters is that the mastermind behind him doesn't have a head start.” "The mastermind behind it? Who's it?" Rex asked curiously.

Ayan did not answer, just lifted his watch to look at the time, and then said indifferently: "Okay, after two days of playing cardsand having fun, everyone shall be back to the company!”

It was 3:00 p. m. Since yesterday morning, they had been playing cards, and they rested in a nearby hotel at night. Then they started again during the day, as if it had been years without seeing each other, then when they met each other, they didn't let go of a second.

Now the crowd was playing with great enthusiasm. Ayan saying to stop playing immediately received a lot of compaints and accusations. "Ayan, that's a bit unfair of you!"

"Ayan, it's not too early, it's better to go to the office tomorrow!" "Ayan..."

“I'm not like you guys." He interrupted and stood up, condescendingly sweeping the other three. He looked at Camille sitting aside and smiled: “I'm a family man. I have to support my wife and child. You're still single. No pressure on you."

"You go. We don't want to be jealous.”

They just wanted to kick him out.

Ayan didn't care, just looked down at Camille and said, "You play with them, I'll take you back later when I come for dinner!"

He insisted on leaving probably because something was going on, so Camille didn't say anything, just lowered her eyes and nodded as an agreement.

After Ayan left, the other three did not continue, but drank tea and chatted, waiting for dinner, which they would force Ayan to pay for. Sienna and Camille went to one side and sat down. Sienna joked, “You're a good wife now, listening to everything Mr. Simpson says!" Camille subconsciously froze, the expression on her face slightly stiff. She just faintly glanced at Sienna and did not speak. In her heart, she also could not help but repeat, she really listen to Ayan in everything? When Sienna saw that she was silent, she laughed low, "Why don't you say anything? What are you thinking about?"

Camille's eyes paused slightly, "No."

"You looked like having a lot of things on mind."

With a silent sigh, her eyes met Sienna’s and asked, “Do you think Ayan and I are getting along in a very abnormal way right now?" "Abnormal? I think it's quite normal. It's like a normal couple, isn't it? You guys used to be the ones who weren't normal.”

"Is that so?"

But aren't they divorced?

They don't look like a couple before the divorce, but after the divorce, then they do. Isn't that ridiculous?

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