Our Billion-Worth Twins by Velvet Antler
Chapter 1160

Chapter 1160

Chapter 1160

The president stood there, whose cold eyes were frightening.

Brayion asked his secretary to postpone the work for two hours, as he wanted to accompany his wife until she woke up.

'What Alfred said is right. Her illness has frequently broken out. Whether from the perspective of psychology or traditional pathology, it is not a good sign.'

After a while. Brayion fetched a basin of water and wiped the sweat off Carrey's face.

Only then did he notice that there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth...

He carefully opened her mouth, thinking she had bit her tongue and the blood had oozed out.

But later, he found little blood on the tip of her tongue, so the blood should belong to someone else.

The maid started tidying up the coach that had been messed up and cleaning up the blood on the carpet. Brayion took a look at the carpet. It seemed that the reporter pregnant with a big belly stood there just now. To his recollection, her hand was bleeding then...

'Did she put her hand into Carrey's mouth to stop her from biting her tongue?'

Brayion wiped all the sweat off Carrey's face. When he poured a cup of water and came back, he saw a certificate on the coffee table.

He picked it up and took a glance.

Reporter of the First Daily News, Catelyn Clark.

He was so worried about Carrey just now that he didn't pay attention to the pregnant reporter.

Looking at the photo on the certificate, the pregnant reporter resembled the young Carrey a lot.

As she was pregnant, she looked much plumper.

Somehow, Brayion took out his phone. Before he came to a realization, he had already dialed the number of the editor-in-chief of the First Daily News.

"Hello, I'd like to meet a female reporter in your newspaper office. She is called Catelyn Clark." The First Daily News was the most influential state-owned newspaper in Fidelysia. Brayion and the editor-in-chief were friends when they were young. Though Brayion had become the president, they kept in touch.

When the editor-in-chief answered a call from Brayion, he felt honored and then suspicious. "Catelyn Clark?" "Yes. Alfred brought her to interview my wife this afternoon," Brayion added.

The editor-in-chief was confused. "Interview? I didn't arrange for any reporters to interview Ms. Carrey..." "You didn't arrange for it?" Alfred's face darkened. When he thought about something, his expression turned very cold.

Even on the phone, the editor-in-chief could sense Brayion's coldness. Swallowing, he replied carefully, "I know that Ms. Carrey dislikes being disturbed and minds her privacy being exposed. So, I didn't ask anyone to interview her. Even if it were to support your re-election, I would have made an appointment to interview you!" "I got it." Brayion hung up and stared fixedly at the photo on the certificate. 'Catelyn Clark?

'Why did Alfred bring her to meet Carrey?'

Brayion asked the maid again about everything Catelyn said and her expression when she met Carrey.

The maid gave a detailed account of the situation at that time.

The more she said, the weirder Brayion felt.

'Atherton Manor?

'Sapphire City...

'Alfred said last year that he would go there to replace his fiancee...

'So, the reporter comes from Sapphire City.

'The reporter looked like the young Carrey a lot.

'Alfred insisted on bringing her here, even if it disturbed Carrey.'

A ridiculous and thrilling idea crossed Brayion's mind.

He dialed the number of his most loyal subordinate again and ordered directly, "Find out about a lady's information for me as well as what Alfred did in Sapphire City last year!"