After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back by Riverflow

The girl looked aggrieved, her expression defiant.

Aveline watched her calmly. Seeing that the girl had spent an entire night detained yet remained so composed, without a hint of guilt, Aveline turned her gaze to Russell. "Bring it over," Russell instructed his men.

One of his subordinates approached with a laptop, the screen displaying a surveillance video.

He hit play, and the footage showed the girl entering the banquet hall, her eyes immediately fixating on Aveline. Wherever Aveline went, the girl followed at a discreet distance, as if waiting for something. Finally, the footage showed Aveline drinking a glass of juice. About five minutes later, the girl casually walked past Aveline, feigning concern and asking a few questions.

The surveillance camera's audio quality was surprisingly good; other background noises were filtered out, leaving the girl's voice clear as she suggested Aveline go upstairs to rest.

As soon as Aveline left, the girl took out her phone and sent a message.

The video ended there.

Seeing this, the girl's eyes flickered with a hint of panic, but she still forced herself to remain calm.

"This video doesn't prove anything," she argued. "I was watching her because I thought her dress was beautiful. Is that a crime?"

about her last night. Why do you think I'm the one who

deleting your messages, but our software detected traces. You sent a message saying, 'She's gone upstairs." The

"I......"

"Still trying to

shifted to the other two individuals. "If I could find out what she did, despite

en

flinched, exchanging a nervous

talk! I'll tell

and I desperately needed money. That's when someone offered me a large sum-to light some incense in the guest room and make sure Mrs. Tudor was brought there. If P succeeded,

was it?" Aveline

I don't know. Whenever we met, he always wore a hat and a mask, but

with

"I've told you everything. Can...

"What do

her go,"

with gratitude.