The next evening, Oliver Turner called her.
Although he said there wasn’t much to talk about, she could tell he seemed to be in a good mood.
Clara had gone to his place for dinner that evening.
He didn’t bring Sean Lennox along; it was just her who went back.
The two of them had a long-overdue dinner together, like old times.
"Clara, she’s... gained a little weight, her complexion is quite rosy, and she’s getting more and more beautiful."
Faye Townsend pursed her lips. It was because she had met the right person that she was happy, so her happiness showed on her face.
If it were someone else calling her today, she would say this.
But since it was Oliver Turner on the line, she couldn’t say that, as it might make him think he was the wrong person.
"That’s good, Clara was a bit too thin and really needed to put on some weight to look well," was all she could say.
Recently, she had seen Clara a few times, and every time they met, Clara always wore light makeup.
She could also sense Clara’s change.
The evolution from a tomboy to a gentle woman is something that cannot be faked.
Clara now has a very gentle heart, but this gentleness didn’t come from Oliver Turner.
This is why she always used to tell Clara that happiness might appear in some unexpected place.
It doesn’t mean that if it hasn’t appeared, it won’t; it’s just a matter of time.
"Never mind, it’s nothing. It’s getting late, you should rest early."
Faye didn’t know what he wanted to say, but since it was something hard to express.
She naturally wouldn’t force him to speak.
When he’s ready to open up, he will come to her.
Hunter Warren’s plan was progressing more smoothly than expected.
In the early stages of the collaboration with Walter Hansen’s company, both companies were profitable.
Walter’s vigilance towards Hunter slowly diminished, leading to more projects being added. Walter’s company was gradually hollowed out without him realizing it.
Faye didn’t know how Hunter managed to do it.
She only knew that Hunter, known in the business field for his ruthless tactics, had ample means to deal with Walter Hansen.
During this period, Walter Hansen visited Faye’s home as a guest twice, and she behaved very congenially, which didn’t make him suspicious.
It wasn’t until his company was emptied that Walter realized the extent of the trap Hunter and Faye had set to pull him down.
He lost his entire company, but Hunter Warren didn’t fare much better, with losses exceeding three hundred million.
He couldn’t understand what exactly they were after.
When Faye, accompanied by Richard Townsend and Hunter Warren, arrived at Walter’s newly purchased villa, which was about to be seized, Walter finally understood their intention.
The four stood at the door, and Walter’s eyes were filled with pain as he looked at Faye: "I never thought that I would ultimately be destroyed by you."
Faye’s lips curled into a cold smile: "There are many things you never imagined."
Richard Townsend, frenzied, grabbed Walter’s collar: "You murderer, this is Anchester, no one can do anything to me here anymore.
You’ve fallen now, Walter Hansen, you’re finished."
"Murderer... that’s a serious accusation, I can’t bear it. How about not wronging me, Mr. Hansen?"
Richard raised his hand and swung a punch at Walter’s face: "Do you think you can just deny it?
Walter Hansen, would we falsely accuse you if we didn’t have evidence?"
"Evidence? Ha, I’m curious to know what evidence you have to slander me ."
Faye stepped forward to pull Richard’s wrist: "Alright, Richard, at this point there’s no need to bicker with him, let the police handle it."
Walter’s gaze fell on her: "Faye, I never thought you would do this to me."
His face didn’t show the agony of his business being in ruins.
The calmness he exhibited made Hunter Warren regard him with some newfound respect.
He had really underestimated Walter before.
"I never thought you would do this to my parents either."
"Do you also believe I killed Uncle Townsend and Auntie?"
Faye sneered: "Stop pretending, even if you’re not the actual killer, you’re an accomplice. Do you dare to deny that?"
Her words made Walter’s face tense up a bit.
Hunter Warren smirked, finally seeing some ripple on his face, what a rarity.
"Walter Hansen, I’ve actually been waiting for this day for a long time.
I really want to ask you face to face, has your conscience been eaten by dogs?
Do you even know... how much my dad liked you?