Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 229 - 177: Indeed, There Are Many Suspicions Surrounding Walter Hansen

Chapter 229: Chapter 177: Indeed, There Are Many Suspicions Surrounding Walter Hansen

"This Walter Hansen is really something else." Faye shook her head, this wasn’t something just anyone could accomplish.

"Faye, are you planning to meet this Walter Hansen now?" Declan Rivers seemed worried: "He probably won’t meet you, considering Deputy Director Townsend..."

"Let’s try first before deciding."

After Faye finished speaking, she had already stepped inside, and Declan could only follow closely behind.

He approached and negotiated with the receptionist; his aim was simply to ask her to inform Walter Hansen that Faye Townsend wanted to meet him.

However, once she heard they were from Eldoria, she straightforwardly explained, "The president has instructed that from now on, any businessman from Eldoria is not to be received."

Faye smiled and stepped forward, "I advise you to inform him, or else... you’ll regret it."

Faye had always been intimidating, and upon hearing her say this, the receptionist paused for a moment before firmly shaking her head, "Sorry, Miss, it’s the company’s instructions."

Faye nodded, "Then you’ll bear the consequences yourself."

She pulled out the business card that Clara had given her back then from the bag and dialed the number on it. The phone connected, and a familiar yet somewhat strange voice came from the other end, "Hello, who is this?"

Faye smiled, "I’m Edward Townsend’s daughter, my name is Faye Townsend."

The other end of the line suddenly fell silent.

Faye crossed her arms, "I’m in your company’s first-floor lobby right now, and I want to meet you."

After she finished speaking, she didn’t give Walter Hansen time to respond and just hung up the call.

This way, he would have no reason to refuse her, right?

Declan next to her looked a bit anxious, "How is it, Faye?"

Faye shrugged, "Let’s take a gamble."

In fact, she wasn’t sure if Walter would actually agree to meet her, she could only gamble.

If he really didn’t come out, she’d have to think of another strategy.

After quite a while, Walter still hadn’t shown up, but the receptionist came over and bowed respectfully to her from a distance, "Miss Townsend, our president invites you upstairs."

Declan looked at Faye with delight; Faye’s move was indeed unique.

Faye pursed her lips, and they headed upstairs together, but the staff stopped Declan.

"Sorry, sir, you can’t go up. Our president instructed that only Miss Townsend is allowed to go upstairs."

"No, what if your president makes things difficult for Director Townsend?"

Faye turned back and shook her head at Declan, "Stay here, it’s okay. Having an extra person outside to assist is a good thing."

Declan immediately understood Faye’s words, nodded, and took two steps back.

Faye went upstairs alone, led by the staff, and was brought into Walter Hansen’s office.

Eight years ago, Walter in his work always wore a black suit with a white shirt.

When not working, he wore casual sportswear, looking very sunny.

Seeing him again eight years later, he was still in a black suit, but his aura now was completely different from eight years ago.

He had matured, gained a lot more depth, looking nothing like the downtrodden driver from back then.

Walter stood up from his spacious leather executive chair when she entered the room and looked at her, not speaking, just focusing on her.

Faye also didn’t make a sound, standing by the door this way.

After a long time, Walter’s gaze became unfocused, "Eight years, you haven’t changed at all, oh no, you’ve become even more beautiful."

Faye pursed her lips, "Your hospitality is a bit lacking, do you intend to just let me stand here?"

Walter came back to his senses and walked over from his desk, "Come on, Faye, have a seat over here."

On the right side of his office near the floor-to-ceiling window, there was an oblong long table, seemingly for small meetings.

After inviting her to sit, he sat opposite her.

Soon, a secretary came in from outside to add coffee for her.

"I remember you don’t really like coffee, I’ll have them change it to tea for you."

"I don’t like tea either," Faye lightly held the rim of the coffee cup with her right hand, "I didn’t expect our meeting would be under such circumstances. Over the years, you’ve indeed become quite successful."

Walter glanced around, "I never forgot, it’s all thanks to Uncle Townsend."

Faye’s lips curled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in the high arc, "I thought you had long forgotten my father completely."

"From what I see, there isn’t really any emotional bond between you."

"How could that be, Uncle Townsend is like a second father to me, I couldn’t have anything I have now without him.

The years I spent as his driver really enriched me a lot.

Although I was just a driver, he gave me lots of encouragement.

He often talked business on the phone with partners in the car, sometimes even discussing stocks.

I listened intently, whenever they talked about a stock doing well, I’d buy it.

Actually, Uncle Townsend was really skilled in this area; he was never wrong.

And it was those years listening to the insights he shared that allowed me to earn my first bucket of gold in my life and establish this company."

"Hearing you say this, you indeed seem grateful to my father, but I just can’t buy it.

How could someone grateful to his benefactor not even attend his benefactor’s funeral and just leave without a word?"

Walter gave a light sigh, "Back then, I had my own unavoidable reasons."

"Reasons... that’s right, who doesn’t have them." Faye took a sip of coffee.

"I came to you today, not to reminisce old times.

After all, your departure back then left me quite uneasy.

If I considered you family back then, now you mean nothing to me, so let’s skip to the main topic.

I’m here concerning Richard Townsend."

Walter nodded, "I figured so, I’ll call the police station and have them release Richard.

But Faye, take him back to the country, don’t let him fool around in Malaysia anymore."

"Fool around?" Yes, Richard was indeed someone who liked to mess around.

But she had a gut feeling that this time he wasn’t fooling around, just this once, he was focused to a scary extent.

Because Richard this time was behaving too unusually.

He wouldn’t even let her get involved in this matter for some inexplicable reason; she just felt like Richard was protecting her.

If not, with his personality, wouldn’t he be causing her a lot more trouble?

"I don’t care about the rest, I’ll just ask you, why did Richard come to you, why was he entangled with you?

I know Richard, if it was just because you were once our family driver, he wouldn’t bother with you."

"Didn’t Richard tell you?" Walter nodded with a casual smile, "He claims I’m the murderer of Uncle Townsend and Aunty."

Faye’s heart tightened, weren’t her parents dead from an accident?

The day of the accident, Walter had taken the day off, so he wasn’t at the accident scene.

How did he become the murderer of her parents?

Was Richard speaking from evidence or was it a wild guess?

Faye stared at Walter, his face calm, nothing like someone who had once killed.

Seeing Faye’s questioning gaze, Walter laughed helplessly, "You don’t believe I’m the murderer of Uncle Townsend and Aunty, do you?"

Faye’s eyes cooled a bit, thinking back now, there were indeed many suspicious points about Walter.

"Answer two questions for me. Why didn’t you attend my parents’ funeral back then?

Why, after coming to Malaysia and becoming successful, didn’t you cooperate with businessmen from Anchester? Is it because you’re guilty or too afraid?"

"I’ll answer your second question first. I don’t cooperate with the people from Anchester because I don’t want others to know about my miserable past. After all, not many people would want known they’ve become successful after once being a driver.

As for the first question... it’s because of you."

"Me?" Faye furrowed her brows.

"Yes, because of you.

The day before Uncle Townsend and Aunty’s accident, I talked to Uncle Townsend.

And the topic that day was you..."

Walter’s thoughts vaguely returned to that day.

That day, he had sold off the consistently profitable stocks and after checking at the bank, he had over three million in savings.

He had never been so financially comfortable in his life.

He had set a goal for himself; when his personal assets surpassed a million, he would approach Uncle Townsend to propose.

He knew that a million was a small amount to the Townsend family, but to him, it was enough to give Faye a decent wedding.

That day, he took the bankbook and walked into Edward Townsend’s office.

Edward had just finished work and was planning to have dinner when he saw Walter come in and smiled, "Were you coming to call me for dinner?

Your aunty, she’s so nagging, I just told her I was just finishing up."

Walter laughed, "No, Director Townsend, no, Uncle Townsend, I have something to talk to you about."

"You have something?" Roman Hughes nodded without hesitation and returned to his desk to sit down, "Feel free to tell me if there’s anything, and tell me if it’s a difficult issue, I’ll do my best to help you resolve it."

Walter bit his lip, then suddenly knelt in front of Edward, "Uncle Townsend, I really have a tough problem, you must help me."

Edward stood up to support him, "What’s with you, child, there’s no need to be so formal.

Didn’t I say, staying in this compound you’re like family, sons have dignity, come on, tell me what’s going on."

"I... fell in love with Faye." Walter, when saying this, didn’t dare look Edward in the eye.

"Uncle Townsend, I know I’m just a poor guy, I’m not worthy of Faye.

But I... I really can’t control my feelings.

I’ve tried to treat her like a sister.

But my heart just never listens to me without my control.

I want her, I want to marry her.

I know I don’t have the right... but..."

"Young Han," Edward suddenly decided, interrupting Walter’s words.

"I can understand your feelings now, I once went through similar things in my youth.

When chasing after your aunt, I also worked extremely hard.