My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 890

Chapter 890: Insider Information

Molly's tone sounded a bit aggrieved as she stood outside the gates of the Walker Group. Due to her pregnancy symptoms, she had become noticeably thinner, and today, her attire was somewhat thin too. The gentle breeze caused her clothes to flutter, as if threatening to carry her away.

Preston couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

After a brief silence that lasted almost half a minute, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "I didn't say you were wrong. I just don't want you to make a hasty decision. I'm afraid you'll regret it. Dad is only angry right now, that's why he made such a demand. I believe I can handle everything. Dad just thinks I might not take good care of you. After I talk to him, he'll accept us. I think you should leave everything to me. You don't need to make any decisions."

Every word he said was in consideration of Molly, for her sake, and he didn't really want her to sign the agreement relinquishing her inheritance from the Walker family.

He claimed it was to prevent things from becoming too strained between Molly and Luke. After all, they were father and daughter, and there shouldn't be anything they couldn't talk about.

They were still connected, like bones and tendons.

After Preston finished speaking, Molly remained silent for a long time. Her fair face showed no change in expression, and no one knew what she was thinking.

The silence seemed to stretch so long that they could hear each other's breaths.

After a while, Molly finally spoke in a soft voice, "I didn't think that much. I just don't want to put you in a difficult position with my father, and I definitely don't want this situation to embarrass you. I believe with your current abilities, you can make my father accept us. When that time comes, this agreement will be just a formality, it won't affect us, will it?"

Preston had no further arguments. If he continued, Molly would probably ask if he wouldn't marry her without the inheritance from the Walker family.

Preston decided not to say anything more, realizing that if he continued, Molly might ask the very question he was trying to avoid: Does he not plan to marry her now that she has lost the inheritance rights of the Walker family?

So Preston didn't continue and just told Molly, "Since you've already signed, there's nothing more to be done. What do you plan to do next?"

"Shouldn't we get married as soon as possible? The baby has been over three months now, and I want to get married as soon as possible. In a few more months, the baby will be born."

Molly's thoughts were straightforward.

Preston didn't say yes or no, just said, "You go back home. I'm dealing with something outside now, and I'll come see you later."

"Brother, I plan to move out of the Walker family and move in with you."

"Now?"

"Yes, I've already agreed to give up inheriting anything. It wouldn't be right for me to continue living there. The house I bought before hasn't been renovated yet, so I can only move in with you. Do you mind?"

"How could I?" Preston replied in a calm tone, "Wait until I finish my business, and then I'll find you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Molly responded gently, full of anticipation for the upcoming open cohabitation life.

After finishing the call with Molly, Preston didn't have the slightest anticipation. His face was as cold as ice, and the chill in his eyes was evident. He stood by the window, unresponsive for a long time, until a pair of hands encircled his waist, and he finally glanced down at the fair hand.

The woman behind him asked in a low voice, "Preston, what's wrong? Is something bothering you?"

Preston didn't speak immediately, but his face relaxed a little.

The woman behind him asked again, "Preston, did I cause you trouble?"

Preston's facial expression gradually softened and his voice was gentle, "No, don't overthink it."

"Really?"

"Of course."

Preston turned around and looked at the woman behind him.

He said in a gentle tone, "Later, I'll send you to a nearby hotel, okay?"

Zoie's expression immediately froze, but she still maintained a faint smile and asked, "Why? Did I disturb you by staying here?"

When Kian asked this question, his eyes were fixed on Ayan, waiting for him to speak.

Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing calmly at Kian before he said, "Who is she relying on now?"

"Preston," Kian replied with a determined look. "Right now, Preston is very busy, but he hasn't completely cut off contact with Cora. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Ayan asked indifferently.

Kian said, "Unless something happens to Preston?"

"We both know very well who is behind Louise's death, and so does Preston. Otherwise, how could he have brought Sean out as a scapegoat? Sean has been with Preston for so long. Do you think he can bear this?"

"So, you mean to have Sean reveal the truth?"

"That alone wouldn't be enough to fully implicate Preston. I don't intend for him to be fully implicated either, after all, he has countless excuses and reasons to absolve himself. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to do this. What I want is just for Cora to know that Preston can't give her the support she needs, and her only choice is to keep her mouth shut and cooperate with me."

Ayan's face remained cold, his eyes showing a hint of indifference. He didn't want to go too far with this, otherwise, Cora wouldn't have had the opportunity she had today.

Kian asked in a low voice, "So, Mr. Simpson, should I go contact Sean now?"

"Yes, the sooner, the better. This way, Cora will also know that I know she has been in contact with Preston."

After Ayan's calm response, Kian immediately went to work.

That afternoon, the police released the news that Sean had been found, along with the transcript of his statement and his timeline for the day of Louise's incident, which proved he had an alibi.

The police made everything provided by Sean public, and the media questioned, "Is there more to the victim's death than meets the eye?"