Belinda Howard rely chuckled softly.
What puzzled her, however, was that ever since she had the car accident and last saw Horion Jones in the hospital, he seed to disappear without a trace. After the sumr vacation, when she returned to school, even the teacher said he had transferred.
And during these five years, she hadn’t heard any news about him.
Belinda Howard lifted her head and sipped the coffee in her cup.
Yet, as she raised her head, she caught sight of a familiar figure not far away.
That face—despite five years passing—was impossible for her to forget.
Seeing her dazedly staring at a certain direction, Alia Stuart couldn’t help but follow her line of sight, catching a glimpse of a man walking through the front door and heading straight toward the Package Room on the Second Floor.
"Do you know that person?"
Belinda Howard nodded slightly, "Yeah, that was the person who got Wendis Wilnese and drunk before taking us to that hotel."
Upon hearing this, Alia Stuart’s expression turned astonished.
Then, she furrowed her brows.
"Wendis Wilnese? Audrey Jenkins?"
Noticing her surprised tone, Belinda Howard shifted her gaze and frowned slightly as she nodded, "Yeah. What’s the matter?"
Alia Stuart lowered her eyelid. For so reason, she felt that this entire situation was a bit fishy, and there was more to it than what appeared on the surface.
That Audrey Jenkins—rumor had it that she was originally just a female university student who hadn’t graduated yet. Later, through Belinda Howard and her Big Brother’s connections, she advanced step by step into the entertainnt industry.
Back then, she was good friends with Belinda Howard. But now, she clearly treated Belinda Howard as an enemy. It was extrely unusual. Could it be just because she also liked My Big Brother?
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing her lost in thought, Belinda Howard couldn’t resist asking.
Alia Stuart raised her eyes. "Belinda, are you sure both you and Audrey Jenkins were drunk at that ti?"
Her sudden question puzzled Belinda Howard, but she still nodded, "Yeah, what’s wrong?"
"But at that ti, you were already drunk, so how can you be sure Audrey Jenkins was equally inebriated?" Alia Stuart still felt that there was sothing off about the situation.
Belinda Howard frowned slightly, "Because when I woke up, I called her. At that ti, judging from her tone, it seed like she had been... affected by that Young Master Richard." At this point, she paused, choosing not to continue, knowing Alia Stuart would understand. "Besides, before I passed out from drinking, she was already showing signs of being drunk."
"Then why, when Horion Jones entered the room, did he only see you and not Audrey Jenkins? Could it be that Young Master Richard had plans to harm both of you, but chose to separate you two into different rooms?"
As Alia Stuart said this, Belinda Howard couldn’t help but lower her eyelid, pondering deeply over the question.
At that ti, Horion Jones indeed hadn’t ntioned seeing Audrey Jenkins in the room. So, what was really going on here?
She raised her eyes, a bit perplexed, staring at Alia Stuart, unsure of what she was implying.
"Sister Briana, what are you trying to say?"
"I want to say that the reason Young Master Richard took you to the hotel—could it be that this whole thing was orchestrated by Audrey Jenkins?"
Belinda Howard froze in place upon hearing this.
How could that be!
Although Wendis Wilnese had changed, at that ti she was still the Audrey Jenkins of the past. How could she have plotted to harm her? It wasn’t possible.
"You’re overthinking it. Honestly, Wendis Wilnese used to be quite simple—she’s not as scheming as you’re imagining."
"Oh, co on. If soone wants to set you up, do they have to plaster it all over their face for you to see?" Alia Stuart shot her an exasperated look.
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