Chapter 607: Chapter 607: Pregnant
Bella Hawthorne, as Riley Sheridan’s agent, should be the most knowledgeable about these things.
However, upon hearing Ann Vaughn’s question, Bella Hawthorne shuddered all over, as if recalling something terrifying, her almond eyes full of fear.
"I..."
Bella Hawthorne wanted to say something, but it was as if hands were tightly choking her throat, making it extremely difficult to utter even a syllable.
Ann Vaughn suddenly considered a possibility, her fine eyebrows furrowing tighter, "Did Riley Sheridan ever harm you?"
Riley Sheridan is just a newcomer in the entertainment industry; if it weren’t for the fall incident, the public wouldn’t even know who she was.
Saying she dared to bully the little princess of Hawthorne Group is really far-fetched.
Yet strangely enough, on the day Bella Hawthorne was involved in the incident, Ann Vaughn saw the same expression on her face that she does now...
"Oh well, sister-in-law won’t ask about these things." Seeing Bella Hawthorne trembling more severely, Ann Vaughn quickly patted her back in comfort, "With your brother here, no one can harm you, rest well."
Bella Hawthorne nodded silently, only after a while did she hoarsely say, "Thank you, sister-in-law, for the trouble I’ve caused you and brother."
"Silly, what’s there to be polite about among family?" Ann Vaughn smiled lightly, let her lie down and then helped her cover the blanket.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Ann Vaughn touched Bella Hawthorne’s arm, she paused, then tentatively moved down to feel Bella Hawthorne’s wrist.
Her pulse was smooth like beads...
Pregnant?!!
Ann Vaughn’s eyes widened in shock, her tightly pursed lips incredulously parted, and a humming sound rang in her ears, leaving her unable to regain her senses for a long time.
"Sister-in-law, what’s wrong?" Bella Hawthorne noticed that her complexion seemed odd, asking worriedly, "Your face looks really pale, are you feeling unwell?"
"I..." Upon opening her mouth, Ann Vaughn almost choked, pausing before replying, "My period came, feeling a bit uncomfortable. I’ll go out and drink some hot water later, you rest well."
"Okay, okay."
After comforting Bella Hawthorne and waiting for her to fall asleep, Ann Vaughn came out of the guest room with a heavy heart, and stood dazed for a long time outside the door.
When she drew back her mood, raised her eyes to see Cyrus Hawthorne sitting on the burgundy sofa in the living room, perusing something, she walked over to him.
"Are you looking at the crime scene data?" Ann Vaughn rested her elbow on the back of the sofa, gazing at the papers in Cyrus Hawthorne’s hand, lips pursed slightly, "These pieces of evidence are very unfavorable to Vera White."
Especially when Riley Sheridan fell, there were places on her neck that had been strangled, and upon examination, they were the fingerprints of Bella Hawthorne’s right hand.
These pieces of evidence could almost convict her!
Thinking about this made Ann Vaughn a bit anxious.
"Not necessarily." Cyrus Hawthorne’s gaze shifted from the information to Ann Vaughn’s little face, somewhat disheartened, he grabbed her soft little hand with his reverse grip and pulled her to sit by his side.
Then he explained to her in a gentle voice, "Vera White and that female entertainer were together all the time, it’s unlikely she wouldn’t know about the entertainer’s fall unless she was in a coma at the time."
Ann Vaughn nodded slowly, "Vera White just told me she fell asleep for a period, but she said she only drank some fruit wine."
Saying this, she couldn’t help but bite her lip, Vera White’s body now is too thin, her nutrition somewhat lacking, and when she felt her pulse, she felt the fetus was equally weak.
If this goes on, there’s a chance of miscarriage, which would be even worse for Vera White’s physical condition.
Moreover, given Vera White’s disdain and fear towards this incident, she would certainly decide to abort the child after knowing about it...
It’s just that Ann Vaughn didn’t intend to tell Bella Hawthorne about this matter now; the incident of Riley Sheridan’s fall has already hit her hard enough, and if she realizes she’s pregnant at this time, Ann worries she might not be able to hold on.
Wait a few days to tell her, it won’t be too late...
Noticing Ann Vaughn’s distractedness, Cyrus Hawthorne pressed her palm, saying in a deep voice, "Vera White’s examination results will be out by six at the latest, but the likelihood she was drugged is high."
"So that’s why you suggested taking her for a physical examination..." Ann Vaughn realized suddenly; she had just been wondering why, even though Bella Hawthorne clearly indicated she wanted to rest, he still insisted.
Partly for the sake of Vera White’s health, the other reason undoubtedly being he had anticipated this.
...Wait a minute.
Ann Vaughn’s expression suddenly changed.
With the examination results coming out, Cyrus Hawthorne would also know about Bella Hawthorne’s pregnancy!?
Oh no!
At that moment, a small icon lit up at the bottom right corner of the computer, and Cyrus Hawthorne put the materials aside, leaned in to take the computer.
It was surveillance footage sent by Dragon.
Ann Vaughn anxiously leaned her head over to watch, but until the footage ended, there was no sign of anyone entering Riley Sheridan’s room.
Moreover, from the photo just now, the hotel room’s balcony is widely spaced, completely ruling out entering from the balcony’s possibility.
She puzzled over it, only to see Cyrus Hawthorne enlarging the surveillance footage’s interface, then his long fingers began tapping the keyboard, "What are you doing?"
"Restoring." Cyrus Hawthorne succinctly dropped two words.
Ann Vaughn pursed her lips in confusion but didn’t continue interrupting him, picking up the materials on the table to look at.
Who would have thought that upon looking, she really found something.
It was a lipstick, to be precise, a lighter fashioned into the shape of lipstick.
But the strange thing is, Riley Sheridan’s information shows she detests the smell of cigarettes, something she would never smoke.
A flash of white light suddenly passed through Ann Vaughn’s mind.
"Cian, I remember the report saying Riley Sheridan died with an unborn child, so who is the father of the child in her belly?"
This matter had oddly not been mentioned online, and Riley Sheridan’s information didn’t include it, showing how well her confidentiality measures were in place.
Cyrus Hawthorne’s lips slightly curved, he reached up to ruffle Ann Vaughn’s head gently, approvingly said, "Quick thinking, you’ve guessed correctly, the culprit is likely that man."
On his computer, the surveillance footage that had been restored was now playing.
Riley Sheridan’s "mysterious boyfriend" had entered her room before and after her fall.
Upon watching the footage, Ann Vaughn went silent for two seconds; she now understood whom Kenny inherited his superb computing skills from.
But recalling how Riley Sheridan died made Ann Vaughn a bit shiveringly cold, "Personally killing his girlfriend and child, this man’s heart is truly venomous, actually framing Vera White, we absolutely can’t let him get away!"
"Hmm." Cyrus Hawthorne replied lightly, closing the interface, pulling up the examination report just sent by the hospital, his tone carrying a hint of coldness, "Do you think my Hawthorne Family can be bullied so easily?"
The protective aura made Ann Vaughn whimper involuntarily, "What to do, suddenly feeling envious of Vera White for having such a good brother?"
Unexpectedly, Cyrus Hawthorne glanced sideways at her, then casually said, "Don’t you have one too, brother, Quinn?"