Chapter 153: Clearly Organized and Logical

The fact that Noah was unable to speak was a grief to Harrison. After all, the accident happened in his
place when Joseph let him take care of Noah. He felt guilty for so many years because of this incident
and always thought he didn’t take good care of Noah at that time.

He smelled a rat in the accident back then when being mentioned by Hayden.

After dinner, Mark showed Hayden and the others to the door outside the mansion and said through the
car door, “Don’t worry, Ms. Downey. Although the babysitter was fired, it’s still on record. I’ll have a
check tonight and notify you if there are any clues.”

“Alright. Sorry for the trouble.”

Hayden nodded as a way of showing thanks.

On their way home, the two kids fell asleep in the back seat. Benjamin looked through the rear-view
mirror and saw that Hayden was preoccupied. He asked, “Are you worried about running out of steam
to continue investigating even if you get any clues?”

Hayden came back to her senses and nodded, “How can you know what I’m thinking?”

“I’m just trying to help.”

Benjamin said faintly, “If you trust me, you can just leave it to me.”

“To you?” Hayden was stunned, “What are you going to do?”

“First of all, we need to get the information of all the babysitters who took care of Noah back then to
find out all of those who might be related to this incident. We would then determine their living status
now and their bank account status to check if there’s any suspicious transfer when Noah had the
accident at that time. Then you should have guessed what happens next.”



He was clearly organized and logical.

But she was puzzled about him, “Benjamin, did you remember something?”

“A little. I think this has something to do with my work in the past.” Benjamin smiled and scoffed,
“Maybe I was a police.”

“Impossible.” Hayden twitched her mouth, “You’re at most in your twenties. Not even qualified to have
your internship or being graduated too.”

Benjamin was speechless, and his face darkened in the night.

Hayden didn’t go to work the following day. She received Freddie’s call in the early morning, and they
would meet up at Freddie’s management company to talk about the PR crisis.

“Sorry for causing you all these troubles again, Hayden.” Freddie felt guilty as he saw Hayden. “Those
reporters are going insane. Writing anything they want.”

Hayden patted Freddie’s shoulder and let his assistant take Noah and Stella Downey out for fun.

“There was nothing wrong with this matter, but a new situation came up this morning.” Freddie’s agent,
Atwood Bartley, sighed and pulled a long face.

“Chelsea Downey.” Hayden interrupted. “I saw the news on my way here. She dared to do anything.”

In the wee hours, someone who claimed to be a bestie of Freddie’s girlfriend broke the news that
Freddie who had a good relationship with his girlfriend, was kept being harassed by Hayden. Freddie
had no choice but to compromise out of gratitude, but also Hayden’s strong background.

It was all nonsense, but the netizens believed it and kept sharing the post.



“We have sent a lawyer’s letter, and the court has accepted it. But a defamation lawsuit takes a lot of
time to deal with. And if we take no action, this matter might ruin Freddie’s career. He just started his
career and not even steady yet.”

“Just let it be then.” Freddie was gloomy, “I would never use your plan even if I have to end my career
now.”

“A plan?” Hayden frowned, “What is your plan to deal with this?”

Freddie looked at Atwood, “Hayden’s here. Do you dare to tell her about it?”

Atwood observed Hayden, “We’re thinking of how about Freddie admits his relationship with Chelsea.
We had contacted Chelsea, and she promised to clarify the photos for us.”

“Unless I’m crazy.” Freddie rolled his eyes at Atwood.

Hayden hesitated for a moment and reconfirmed, “Are you sure that you have contacted Chelsea, and
she agreed to help?”

“Yes. I’m sure.” Atwood was overjoyed.

“Hayden, are you...” Freddie was nervous.

Hayden gave Freddie a meaningful look and said, “What are you worried about? I disagreed with this. I
have another plan for it.”

Chelsea agreed readily and promised that her help to clarify would work well. This meant that Chelsea
was the one behind the scenes.

It would be easy to settle after knowing the origin.



As night fell, Hayden heard Benjamin’s voice through the earphones, “She’s here. Estimated time of
approaching, ten minutes. Hide well and don’t get discovered.”

“Alright.” Hayden pressed on the earphone, pulled her mask upon her face, and rang the doorbell.

Someone opened the door very soon, “Who’s it?”

When the door opened, she saw a person with brown curly hair, pale skin, and he looked a bit like
Freddie too. Just that, this tall guy had a womanish manner. He was wearing a hotel bathrobe,
observing Hayden.

“I didn’t call for a room service.” The man frowned.

“It’s a promotion from the hotel. Western food for two served with red wine.”

“Is it for every room?”

“No, sir. It’s only for the VIP.” Hayden lowered her voice, feeling more respectful.

As expected, the man raised his eyebrows hearing the word ‘VIP’, and he opened the door, “Come in.
Good for you, this hotel service is quite not bad. Be careful, don’t step on my things.”

As Hayden pushed the dining cart into the room, she saw many candles and rose petals on the floor.
And it looked pretty romantic too.

“Just place it and leave. Why standing here?”

“Let me decant the wine for you.”

Hayden was calm as she took out the decanter and poured the wine out. She looked around and
placed a spy camera inside a vase on the dining table when the man was not noticing.



After finishing this, Hayden pushed the cart out of the room. As she just left, she saw someone familiar
in the corridor. Despite wearing sunglasses and a mask, Hayden could still identify the person from the
way she behaved.

“Hold on.”

Hayden was in a panic as she held tightly on the cart and turned around, lowering her head, not daring
to look at her.

“Please bring me a bottle of wine later.”

Hayden was relieved, and she nodded.

Then she lowered her head and walked past the person.

As Hayden heard the opening and closing sound of the door in the corridor, she quickly took out the
hotel key card and pushed the cart into a room opposite the door.

As she just entered, Alayna Cole grabbed her, “You scared me stiff. I thought Chelsea had recognized
you. And it came out that she just wants a bottle of wine. The way she shows off her status and being
contemptuous to others is really beyond expectation.”

“Well, stop roasting already.” Hayden took off her mask, “Is the screen adjusted?”


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