Chapter 107
Amelia Wytte breathed a sigh of relief.
One day, she finished her work step by step. When it was time to get off work, Amelia Wytte packed up her things and left.
But on the way to the bus station, she was stopped by Elena Kent.
Amelia Wytte thought helplessly.
Sure enough, it was impossible for Elena Kent to give up.
“What are you going to do?” There was no one else here, and Amelia Wytte didn’t want to play along with her. “If you don’t have anything else to say, don’t block in front of me.”
Seeing Amelia Wytte like this, Elena Kent got angry again.
She pursed her lips and tried to hold back her anger. “Come with me. I have something to tell you.”
“Do you have something to tell me?” Amelia Wytte almost thought she had misheard. “Elena Kent, I think you know better than I do what kind of relationship between the two of us. It’s not enough for you to tell me anything, right?”
There were a lot of people on the road. Amelia Wytte didn’t worry about what she wanted to do to hurt herself. After saying that, she turned around and left.
“Stop!”
Elena Kent grabbed her wrist.
“What the hell do you want?” Amelia Wytte asked impatiently
“I said I have something to talk to you. Come with me!”
Amelia Wytte sneered, “as I said, I’m not interested in what you want to say at all and I don’t want to hear it. Don’t bother me anymore.”
“Or…” Amelia Wytte paused and a sneer gradually appeared on her face. “Do you want Nicola Clinton to continue to think that you are making trouble out of nothing and send you away?”
Elena Kent’s heart skipped a beat at his words.
Elena Kent was a man of great gain and loss. She wanted to marry Nicola Clinton and become the wife of the president of the Clinton group. Not long ago, what Nicola Clinton said apparently stimulated her.
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Seeing that she finally calmed down, Amelia Wytte snorted, turned around and left.
“Wait!” Elena Kent gritted her teeth and caught up with him. “Are you sure you don’t want to hear what I’m going to say? Aren’t you interested in the cause of Bill Clinton’s death at all?”
“I know the truth.”
Amelia Wytte stopped abruptly and couldn’t take another step forward.
The death of Bill Clinton was a hurdle in her heart.
She had never given up investigating the real cause of Bill Clinton’s death.
But now, Elena Kent said that she knew the truth.
Amelia Wytte sighed deeply and turned around. “Elena Kent, you should know what you are talking about.”
Elena Kent’s heart was set at that moment.
She wasn’t afraid that Amelia Wytte wanted to investigate the cause of Bill Clinton’s death, but she was afraid that she was no longer interested in it. Fortunately, she could make it.
Of course, it would be best if Amelia Wytte was willing to follow her from the very beginning. If she had no other choice, she would not be willing to use this trick.
Bill Clinton
Elena Kent shook her head, forcing herself not to think about it anymore.
She turned her head slightly and raised her chin to the left, indicating, “this is what I want to tell you. If you want to know the truth, come with me.”
Then he walked away.
They headed for the spacious and bustling sidewalk, so they didn’t need to worry about any accident.
After hesitating for a while, Amelia Wytte took a deep breath and followed him.
The truth might be right in front of her eyes. She couldn’t give up so easily.
A red car stopped on the road beside the parterre. Elena Kent pressed the key, opened the door and turned to Amelia Wytte, “get in.”
After hesitating for a while, Amelia Wytte walked towards the passenger seat.
“Wait!” Elena Kent reached out to stop her. “I’m not feeling well. You drive. I’ll tell you where to go.”
Looking at the key she handed over, Amelia Wytte frowned tightly.
What happened in the past had cast a heavy psychological shadow on her. She hadn’t touched a car for many years since then.
Just a glance at the driver’s seat made her feel dizzy and sick.
Amelia Wytte turned around and said coldly, “I’m not here to joke with you. If you want to tell me the truth, just tell me. If you don’t want to tell me, I’ll leave.”
“As for the truth, I will investigate it myself.”
A cold light flashed across Elena Kent’s eyes.
But he was soon pressed down by her.
She took her hand back, opened the door and sat on the driver’s seat. “Okay, since you don’t want to drive, I won’t force you. Get in the car. We’ll talk slowly on the way.”
It had been a long time since Elena Kent got her driver’s license, but she didn’t drive much. Usually, the driver would pick her up when she went out.
The car was driving very slowly. The cars behind them passed by one after another, and there was dead silence in the car.
As time went by, Elena Kent still had no intention of speaking.
Amelia Wytte became a little impatient.
“Aren’t you going to tell me the truth about what happened that year?”
“Of course I want to tell you. But don’t worry.”
Glancing at Amelia Wytte from the corner of her eyes, Elena Kent sneered.
When Amelia Wytte didn’t notice, she stepped on the pedal and the car was slowly accelerating.
She finally opened her mouth slowly, “I do know the truth about the death of Bill Clinton. I also know that it has nothing to do with you.”
Amelia Wytte’s breath became disordered in an instant. She suddenly turned her head and stared at Elena Kent.
With a calm look on her face, Elena Kent still stared at the road ahead casually and said, “I can also testify for you that it wasn’t you who killed him, but I don’t want to.”
“Elena Kent!”
“Don’t be angry. I don’t want to go on.”
Amelia Wytte took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down.
With a smug smile on her face, Elena Kent said, “you must have suffered a lot in prison, right? Girls like you can only be bullied when you are in prison.”
Amelia Wytte clenched her fists. What had happened in the prison years ago kept flashing back in her mind.
She was short of breath again.
Elena Kent was even more complacent, with a smirk on her face.
“I know what happened that year had a great impact on you. I know everything, but I just want to make you suffer!”