Memories Of The Night 197 Chapter 197: I Will Never Believe You

Just before Claire pays by credit card, Katrina quickly figures out a way to stop her. Letting out a loud groan, she twists her ankle and squats down to ma.s.sage her foot.

Claire hurries over and asks in concern, "What's wrong, Katrina?"

"Aunt Brook, I accidentally twisted my ankle." Katrina puts on a pitiful face. "It really hurts!"

"Is it serious? Should we go to the hospital?"

Katrina winces in pain. "Okay, Aunt Brook. Let's go."

This is Katrina's strategy. To avoid being forced to accept a dress from Claire, she decides to use this trick.

Claire wants to buy her clothes out of kindness. If she refuses, it might hurt her feelings. Rejecting Claire's kindness will make her feel bad.

But if she accepts one dress, Claire might end up buying her countless dresses. If that happens, she won't be able to return the favor to Claire. She will never be able to afford an appropriate gift.

After exiting the mall, Katrina instantly feels a lot more relaxed.

Claire drives Katrina to the nearby hospital. After checking her foot carefully, the doctor says, "It's not serious. Just get some rest and don't exert yourself. You'll be fine."

Katrina smiles. "Thank you, doctor."

Naturally, Katrina knows that her injury isn't serious. Although it was painful at first, it faded after a while. She just wants to have a reason to leave the mall and prevent Claire from buying her clothes. It isn't even serious enough to go to the hospital to see a doctor.

She turns to Claire. "Aunt Brook, thank you for bringing me to the hospital. The doctor says I'm all right. I probably panicked earlier."

"That's all right. I'll have the driver take you home so you can get some rest."

"Oh, no! I can go back home by myself," Katrina replies. "Please go home and get some rest too. You must be tired after a whole afternoon of shopping today."

After Katrina leaves, the smile disappears from Claire's face. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed in frustration.

This girl…

Claire can't understand Katrina. She is positive that the younger girl must ask Marcellus to take her to expensive malls to shop. But for some reason, she keeps refusing free clothes now. And despite repeated offers for the driver to pick her up and bring her home, she keeps refusing rides as well.

Katrina seems sensible.

Materialistic and avaricious girls are predictable and easy to handle. On the contrary, it's more difficult to deal with this seemingly sensible girl.

Claire feels wrong-footed. It seems impossible to catch Katrina's weakness.

In the evening, Katrina lies on her bed and listens to some music on her phone after taking a bath. Suddenly, she receives an audio file. With furrowed eyebrows, she taps on the play b.u.t.ton without much thought. A conversation starts to play.

"Mrs. Brook, the young master, got into a car accident."

"What?" There's a pause and some shuffling before the female voice continues, "What do you mean Marcellus had a car accident? I told you to hire someone to hit that woman, why is Marcellus the one who's hurt!"

"Mrs. Brook, the driver was aiming for the woman, but just as he was about to hit her, Mr. Brook suddenly rushed over and pushed her aside. The driver didn't have time to stop, so..."

"I told you to do this while Marcellus was gone! Why did you do it while he was there!"

"Mrs. Brook, the woman was by herself at the time. Mr. Brook came out of nowhere!"

"When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me sooner! How is Marcellus now? If anything happens to him, I won't let you go!"

It's a conversation between a man and a woman. Although the man's voice is strange, the woman's voice is very familiar. They're talking about Marcellus's car accident. Are they the ones behind it?

Katrina's eyes widen at the realization. Her mind goes blank as she absorbs the information.

The man addressed the woman as "Mrs. Brook." No wonder the woman's voice sounded familiar. Claire Brook plotted to kill her. But because Marcellus was following behind Katrina, he was able to push Katrina away and got hit instead.

Katrina can't believe it.

Claire is so kind to her. She is always cordial and gentle towards her. How could such a gentle person be behind such a heinous crime? And why would she want to kill her?

Katrina glances at the sender of the recording, and her eyes narrow in annoyance when she sees Aaron's number.

Given the origin of the file, Katrina feels doubtful. Technology nowadays is very advanced. It is quite easy to simulate a person's voice and create a fake recording. It must be a fake.

Why is he sending me this? What does he want? Katrina huffs in anger and calls Aaron immediately. The moment the call goes through, she barks, "Aaron, what the h.e.l.l are you playing at?"

Aaron's voice is calm on the other line. He leans back in his seat, casually and replies, "I'm not doing anything. Just watch out for Mrs. Brook."

Katrina flares even more at his words. "Aunt Brook is very kind! She would never do such a thing! Do you get off playing these games?"

Because of their history, Katrina doesn't think highly of Aaron. She automatically believes in a person who has always been kind to her over him.

Aaron's face suddenly turns cold and gloomy. This stupid woman!

He spent a lot of resources to track down the vehicle involved in the accident and figure out the ident.i.ty of the person who wants to hurt her. Finding out the truth was difficult.

But instead of thanking him, Katrina believes that he falsified the evidence to ruin her relations.h.i.+p with Marcellus deliberately.

Even now, Katrina still can't tell the difference between her friends and her enemies.

Aaron feels sick. He wants to rush to Katrina's house and make her regret it.

The thought makes Aaron pause. Because he always bullies Katrina, she subconsciously distrusts him.

This must be karma.

Aaron is miserable. The woman he loves doesn't trust him.

If he rushes to her house to punish her, she will only keep treating him as an enemy in the future. She might even think that he planned the car accident himself.

While Aaron broods in silence, Katrina snaps, "What, nothing to say now? Aaron, I'm warning you, don't try to ruin my relations.h.i.+p with Marcellus! I will never believe you!"