Chapter 3 The Precipice (Part I)

It was the only restaurant on the waterfront. Since it was cleared out, there was a slim chance that Camille could find any passerby for help.

Camille hid by a bush and dialed her phone in a panic.

The phone rang many times, but no one answered. Camille was about to give up in desperation when she finally got through.

Without waiting for a reply, Camille hurriedly said, "I'm at the No.1 Riverside Restaurant. Help me!"

The phone was snatched away before she finished her words.

Jade slapped Camille across the face and said in a devil-like voice, "You are so smart to turn off the restaurant's lights."

"But why do you forget the light on the screen when you call?"

Jade glanced at the phone screen and smiled, "Father."

The voice on the other end of the line was so clear that even Camille heard it, "Do it carefully and quickly."

"Of course." Jade hung up the phone.

So, even her father was involved in the conspiracy?

But why?

Camille became truly frightened, "What do you want?"

Jade scoffed, "Camille, you are so stupid. It might have been helpful if you just called the police. You are bound to die today."

Death?

Before Camille could think more, her face was covered by Will with a handkerchief which smelt strange, rendering her unconscious.

Camille woke up in the new car, which was a birthday present from John.

It was dark all around her. Except for the headlights, she could clearly see the cliff ahead.

Camille sat in the passenger seat, still unable to move a muscle. Will dragged her down and put her in the driver's seat.

Not far away was Jade leaning against another car, talking to someone on the phone with a smile like a flower on the face.

Will ruffled Camille's bangs, revealing a grim look. "You're awake? We have waited for you to wake up for quite a while so that most portions of the drug in your body dissolve. Otherwise, the autopsy will be very troublesome. Besides, Jade is so kind that she wants you to know how you will die."

Camille was still weak, saying in a feeble tone, "She wants me to watch myself die?"

"Don't worry. People will think you drive off a cliff because of drunkenness. You've been in too many entertainment headlines because of cars. So there will be hardly suspicion about your accident."

A chill ran through Camille's heart. Had John begun their conspiracy by giving her cars since three years ago when her mother died?

Were the so-called compensation, father's love, and all just a part of a ridiculous conspiracy?

Camille panicked and tried to persuaded Will to let her go, "Will, I never do anything harmful to you. Why are you doing this?"

"Why? Camille, I love Jade, and you're a hindrance in our way."

Will strapped Camille in.

Camille tried to stay calm by closing her eyes to avoid the sight of the cliff ahead and thought about solutions, "What about her?"

"Naturally, Jade loves me too."

"Love? Look at her. Why does she have the mood to chat with someone on the phone while asking you to kill me? See how happy she looks! She even did not smile in such a happy way to you in the restaurant."

Will looked over at Jade.

"You did all the work. You asked me to go to the restaurant and drove me here, right? In all the monitors along the way, people will see only you and me in the same car. She appeared to be utterly unrelated to the case. And when the police investigate, you must be the prime suspect and get into trouble."