Falling For My Ex's Uncle - Chapter 226: Chapter 226
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After a long time, Ivan finally called me.
He said that Juliet didn't seem to remember anything. At least, in his opinion, she acted like she had lost his memory quite well.
Ivan's voice on the phone was filled with mockery and contempt. "I saw in Juliet's phone records that Austin called her an hour before the kidnapper got her."
I frowned and bit my lip hard. It was just as I'd expected.
Austin must know something we didn't, but he didn't say a word.
Ivan then asked, "Why did you give 10 million dollars to Austin?"
Ivan paused for a moment. There was a hint of anxiety and doubt in his tone. "Could it be that you suspect that Juliet sent someone to kidnap Rosemary? That's not right. If she really kidnapped Rosemary, why would she get injured?"
I didn't answer Ivan's question because I was having a lot on my mind as well.
"That's not right. If Juliet's injury is fake, then she might be the real kidnapper. However, Damian wouldn't lie to me." Ivan seemed to be talking to himself on the other end of the line.
It was only when I heard Damian's name that I came back to my senses.
After Austin took 10 million dollars, he must have called Juliet. What exactly did the two of them talk about?
Moreover, before this, Juliet had secretly hired a private detective. Was it to provide her with alibi evidence to clear her name?
Something didn't feel right.
Rosemary's suicide wasn't within Juliet's expectations.
Perhaps something else had triggered Juliet, so she had no choice but to get someone to kill Rosemary.
And who was the person hiding behind Juliet? The Parker family?
No, it couldn't be. If the person behind Juliet was the Parks family, she would not be stupid enough to join forces with Kailyn to deal with me.
I kept feeling like I hadn't found the most important clue.
I said, "Be careful. I have a feeling that Juliet is not simple."
Ivan replied, "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing. You should be careful too."
After hanging up Ivan's call, I smiled a bit. I had never thought that one day, I would be able to become comrades with Ivan.
Indeed, there was never an eternal enemy.
Before mutual benefits and safety, perhaps enemies could also become friends.
Similarly, friends could become enemies.
I looked distracted at breakfast.
Sophina called out to me a few times before I reacted.
Sophina asked worriedly, "Laurel, what's wrong?"
I shook my head and was silent for a moment. Then, I said, "Let's go to the hospital after breakfast."
"Laurel, are you feeling unwell?" Sophina looked at me worriedly.
"We're going to the hospital to see Juliet." I put on a bright smile.
I just wanted to see if she had really lost her memory or not.
"Laurel, aren't we going back to Nifelheim City tomorrow? Don't we need to pack up?" Sophina stared straight at me with a hint of excitement in her eyes. "I miss Bonnie's Slow-Roasted Pork Belly with Maple Glaze and ratatouille."
As she spoke, she swallowed her saliva. Looking at her foodie look, I felt like looking at the young Angela again.
"We don't need to pack for the time being. I'll keep traveling back and forth in the future, so I can't carry my luggage all the time. It's too troublesome." I frowned slightly. "Besides, my belly will get bigger and bigger. I can't wear my old clothes for the time being."
Sophina pondered for a moment before nodding. "Then let's go buy more clothes when we get back to Nifelheim City."
After breakfast, I took Sophina to the hospital. On the way, I sent Marvin a message.
However, he did not reply for a long time. He must be busy.
I haven't seen Alex since last night.
Hector said that he didn't come home until late last night and left in a hurry early in the morning.
The death of Rosemary did not seem to have caused much of a stir online.
Perhaps the police had told the press not to release the news, and at the same time, Alex must have warned many media outlets.
Therefore, Herrera Group's share price seemed to be slowly recovering in the past two days.
However, I had a vague feeling that things were not as simple as I thought.
What I was most curious about was whether Austin and Kailyn's engagement banquet would still be held smoothly.
When I arrived at the hospital, Juliet had already been transferred from the ICU to an ordinary private room.
In the room, there was a bed, a television, a refrigerator, a sofa, and a solid wooden coffee table.
Juliet was sitting on the bed in a blue and white hospital gown.
When we walked in, she looked at me warily. Her fair face was filled with fear, and her hands were at a loss as to where to place them.
"Who... who are you?" Juliet tilted her head. After recovering from her shock and fear, she looked at me in confusion.
Although I couldn't tell if she really had lost her memory, I could tell from her voice and the expression on her face, and the gauze wrapped around her forehead, that she looked genuinely frightened. If it was fake, I had to admire her superb acting skills.
"Don't you recognize me?" I asked.
Juliet stared straight at me with her bright eyes.
She shook her head with an innocent look on her petite face.
"Then do you know Rosemary?" I stared straight back at her with a smile, not wanting to miss the slightest change in her expression.
I believed that no matter how she pretended, it was impossible for her act to be flawless.
Juliet seemed to realize that I didn't attack or hurt her at all. The nervousness on her face eased a little.
"I... I don't remember anything." Juliet bit her lip and stared at me.
I smiled slightly and said, "Juliet, I didn't expect you to forget about me."
"Who... who are you?" Juliet looked at me in confusion and tilted her head.
I answered, "Juliet, I'm your best friend. Can't you remember anything?"
"You're my best friend?" Juliet blinked, her eyes filled with joy. However, the next second, panic appeared on her face. "Why can't I remember anything? Why?"
Her voice gradually lowered, and at the same time, she looked away from me. She hugged her head tightly and muttered to herself, "Why can't I remember anything? Why?"
I looked at Juliet with interest.
"Laurel, she really doesn't seem to remember anything," Sophina whispered into my ear.
I didn't say anything. After all, the person in front of me was Juliet, the two-faced bitch who had been pretending in front of the Hill family for decades. If she didn't have any acting skills at all, how could she deceive Beckham and Ivan?
Suddenly, Juliet said, "I feel terrible. My head hurts..."
He said that Juliet didn't seem to remember anything. At least, in his opinion, she acted like she had lost his memory quite well.
Ivan's voice on the phone was filled with mockery and contempt. "I saw in Juliet's phone records that Austin called her an hour before the kidnapper got her."
I frowned and bit my lip hard. It was just as I'd expected.
Austin must know something we didn't, but he didn't say a word.
Ivan then asked, "Why did you give 10 million dollars to Austin?"
Ivan paused for a moment. There was a hint of anxiety and doubt in his tone. "Could it be that you suspect that Juliet sent someone to kidnap Rosemary? That's not right. If she really kidnapped Rosemary, why would she get injured?"
I didn't answer Ivan's question because I was having a lot on my mind as well.
"That's not right. If Juliet's injury is fake, then she might be the real kidnapper. However, Damian wouldn't lie to me." Ivan seemed to be talking to himself on the other end of the line.
It was only when I heard Damian's name that I came back to my senses.
After Austin took 10 million dollars, he must have called Juliet. What exactly did the two of them talk about?
Moreover, before this, Juliet had secretly hired a private detective. Was it to provide her with alibi evidence to clear her name?
Something didn't feel right.
Rosemary's suicide wasn't within Juliet's expectations.
Perhaps something else had triggered Juliet, so she had no choice but to get someone to kill Rosemary.
And who was the person hiding behind Juliet? The Parker family?
No, it couldn't be. If the person behind Juliet was the Parks family, she would not be stupid enough to join forces with Kailyn to deal with me.
I kept feeling like I hadn't found the most important clue.
I said, "Be careful. I have a feeling that Juliet is not simple."
Ivan replied, "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing. You should be careful too."
After hanging up Ivan's call, I smiled a bit. I had never thought that one day, I would be able to become comrades with Ivan.
Indeed, there was never an eternal enemy.
Before mutual benefits and safety, perhaps enemies could also become friends.
Similarly, friends could become enemies.
I looked distracted at breakfast.
Sophina called out to me a few times before I reacted.
Sophina asked worriedly, "Laurel, what's wrong?"
I shook my head and was silent for a moment. Then, I said, "Let's go to the hospital after breakfast."
"Laurel, are you feeling unwell?" Sophina looked at me worriedly.
"We're going to the hospital to see Juliet." I put on a bright smile.
I just wanted to see if she had really lost her memory or not.
"Laurel, aren't we going back to Nifelheim City tomorrow? Don't we need to pack up?" Sophina stared straight at me with a hint of excitement in her eyes. "I miss Bonnie's Slow-Roasted Pork Belly with Maple Glaze and ratatouille."
As she spoke, she swallowed her saliva. Looking at her foodie look, I felt like looking at the young Angela again.
"We don't need to pack for the time being. I'll keep traveling back and forth in the future, so I can't carry my luggage all the time. It's too troublesome." I frowned slightly. "Besides, my belly will get bigger and bigger. I can't wear my old clothes for the time being."
Sophina pondered for a moment before nodding. "Then let's go buy more clothes when we get back to Nifelheim City."
After breakfast, I took Sophina to the hospital. On the way, I sent Marvin a message.
However, he did not reply for a long time. He must be busy.
I haven't seen Alex since last night.
Hector said that he didn't come home until late last night and left in a hurry early in the morning.
The death of Rosemary did not seem to have caused much of a stir online.
Perhaps the police had told the press not to release the news, and at the same time, Alex must have warned many media outlets.
Therefore, Herrera Group's share price seemed to be slowly recovering in the past two days.
However, I had a vague feeling that things were not as simple as I thought.
What I was most curious about was whether Austin and Kailyn's engagement banquet would still be held smoothly.
When I arrived at the hospital, Juliet had already been transferred from the ICU to an ordinary private room.
In the room, there was a bed, a television, a refrigerator, a sofa, and a solid wooden coffee table.
Juliet was sitting on the bed in a blue and white hospital gown.
When we walked in, she looked at me warily. Her fair face was filled with fear, and her hands were at a loss as to where to place them.
"Who... who are you?" Juliet tilted her head. After recovering from her shock and fear, she looked at me in confusion.
Although I couldn't tell if she really had lost her memory, I could tell from her voice and the expression on her face, and the gauze wrapped around her forehead, that she looked genuinely frightened. If it was fake, I had to admire her superb acting skills.
"Don't you recognize me?" I asked.
Juliet stared straight at me with her bright eyes.
She shook her head with an innocent look on her petite face.
"Then do you know Rosemary?" I stared straight back at her with a smile, not wanting to miss the slightest change in her expression.
I believed that no matter how she pretended, it was impossible for her act to be flawless.
Juliet seemed to realize that I didn't attack or hurt her at all. The nervousness on her face eased a little.
"I... I don't remember anything." Juliet bit her lip and stared at me.
I smiled slightly and said, "Juliet, I didn't expect you to forget about me."
"Who... who are you?" Juliet looked at me in confusion and tilted her head.
I answered, "Juliet, I'm your best friend. Can't you remember anything?"
"You're my best friend?" Juliet blinked, her eyes filled with joy. However, the next second, panic appeared on her face. "Why can't I remember anything? Why?"
Her voice gradually lowered, and at the same time, she looked away from me. She hugged her head tightly and muttered to herself, "Why can't I remember anything? Why?"
I looked at Juliet with interest.
"Laurel, she really doesn't seem to remember anything," Sophina whispered into my ear.
I didn't say anything. After all, the person in front of me was Juliet, the two-faced bitch who had been pretending in front of the Hill family for decades. If she didn't have any acting skills at all, how could she deceive Beckham and Ivan?
Suddenly, Juliet said, "I feel terrible. My head hurts..."
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