Chapter 1091: Chapter 1091: The Words Spoken in the Kitchen That Day Chapter 1091: Chapter 1091: The Words Spoken in the Kitchen That Day At this ti, her voice had clearly beco sad, and she felt sowhat unhappy from the bottom of her heart.
Clayton Howard lifted his eyelids, his brows furrowed slightly, “Linda Robinson?”
Camila Walker nodded gently, “She might have known about and—”
She stopped herself, rembering that scene with Yale Shaw four years ago; it still filled her with trepidation, and she didn’t want to bring it up again.
But from various indications, she seed to understand why Linda Robinson had previously spoken those veiled insults to her, and even suddenly knew about her plastic surgery.
If she had been with Yale Shaw from the start, then all of this would make sense.
Moreover, judging by the extent of Linda Robinson’s dislike for her, it was indeed possible she might use Yale Shaw’s influence to destroy her.
And Yale Shaw, whether he knew of Linda Robinson’s sches or not, he would act with her; after all, he also harbored intentions towards her.
Pausing for a mont, she chose a different way to say it, “The only ones who knew I was coming to Japan were Emily Walker and Linda Robinson, so I think… Linda Robinson told Yale Shaw about it.”
Clayton Howard looked at her, his expression deep in thought, “Perhaps, she just casually ntioned it to Yale Shaw?”
He was just speculating, but to Camila Walker’s ears, the words took on an additional aning.
Surprised, she lifted her eyes to look at the man before her. Was he, defending Linda Robinson?
Her brows knitted slightly, and for so reason, her heart soured a bit upon hearing this.
If he was defending Linda Robinson, then didn’t that an he was completely dismissing her suspicions?
Seeing her downcast look, Clayton Howard realized she had misunderstood him, “What I an is, Linda Robinson might not necessarily know about you and Yale Shaw.”
He certainly didn’t want her to misunderstand, but in his subconscious, it was hard for him to imagine the kind-hearted Linda Robinson he knew since childhood could have beco so scheming, with her mind full of conspiracies.
Camila Walker glanced at him as if she understood why he might say that.
After all, he and Linda Robinson grew up in the sa place, and it would indeed be difficult for him to make such a supposition.
“She knew,” she said to him, recalling so things Audrey Sawyer said to her, “because she knew, that afternoon, she said those things to in the kitchen.”
After speaking, she sadly lowered her eyelids, no longer in the mood for breakfast.
That day, she repeatedly said she had been to bed with other n, only not naming Yale Shaw explicitly.
And to her, each sentence was like a thorn, deeply piercing her heart, causing her intolerable pain.
Rembering the scene of her sudden departure from the apartnt that day, Clayton Howard recalled it as well.
“What did she say?” His brows furrowed slightly, eager to know exactly what Linda Robinson said.
But his inquiry undoubtedly stirred up her bitter mories.
“That I’ve slept with other n!” After speaking, Camila Walker stood up, and sohow her mood took a sharp turn for the worse. She abandoned her breakfast and headed straight for the hotel elevator.
Seeing this, Clayton Howard realized she was recalling that incident four years ago and couldn’t help but curse himself silently: Damn it!
He then quickly got up and chased after her!
Back in the hotel room, Camila Walker stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her expression lost and forlorn.
Clayton Howard ca in, gently wrapped his arms around her from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder, whispering in her ear, “Don’t be upset anymore, it’s my fault.”
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