Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1793 - 1782: Truth and Lies

If it were an ordinary person secretly spying, there's no way they could hide from someone as skilled as Hilde.Moreover, in that place, the Sanctuary of Light also used a magic formation to disguise it, making it impossible to observe remotely with tools like telescopes.

"Right. There seemed to be another person there."

Ning Fan remembered that when he arrived at the scene, there was a white man lying on the ground, his life or death unknown.

Based on the clothes he was wearing, Ning Fan could tell that this white man was not from the temple.

"Could the person interviewed in the newspaper be this man?"

The situation was tense at the time, and Ning Fan didn't carefully perceive the surroundings, so he wasn't sure whether this man was dead or just unconscious.

Combining today's interview records, Ning Fan thought that this man might have just been unconscious at the time.

Then Ning Fan thought of another question, why did Alice go out that day?

Ning Fan had a fair understanding of Alice; besides being a little too curious, she was generally a quiet and beautiful young lady.

Along with his repeated instructions before leaving, telling her not to go out easily.

If there were no special circumstances, Alice would definitely comply with the instructions.

But in the end, Alice still went out, and she didn't even bring any bodyguards.

In such a situation, Ning Fan could only associate it with one person.

Only that person could make Alice break her promise.

Combining the interview from the newspaper, this person had mentioned Alice's name.

The name of this person had come to mind.

"Adams!"

Besides this person, Ning Fan couldn't think of anyone else who could connect these things.

"It seems that the unconscious man was Adams."

Thinking that Alice encountered danger because of this man, Ning Fan felt very uncomfortable.

This meant that in Alice's heart, his importance was far less than that of Adams.

Otherwise, Alice wouldn't have gone out that day.

It should be known that despite Ning Fan's earnest instructions before leaving, it still didn't have any effect.

"Really frustrating."

After sorting out the causes and effects, the more Ning Fan thought about it, the more depressed he became.

...

Facts are often like this, obviously, the truth is right in front of you, but most people turn a blind eye.

Just like Adams accepting the Manhattan Morning Post's interview.

Revealing the truth in the face of danger, but it didn't attract others' attention.

It didn't even cause a ripple; it just vanished without a trace.

In a shabby single apartment, Adams was speaking into the phone, "Mr. Richard, are you free today? I have some earth-shattering news here…"

Listening to the busy tone from the phone, Adams shouted madly for a while, and after venting his stuffiness, he started dialing another number,

"It's the World Daily, I have a scoop about the Flying Hero, how much are you going to pay for this informant fee?… This is one grand…"

"Fuck! Damn bastards, you will regret this. I hope one day those damned vampires will drain you of your blood."

After yelling into the phone, Adams pulled out another business card.

After making over a dozen calls, Adams collapsed on the ground in despair.

These newspapers were either not interested in his so-called scoop, or they offered very low prices.

"Ten US dollars! Are you feeding beggars with this dog food?"

After a round of cursing, Adams had to pinch his nose and call an old acquaintance.

"A hundred US dollars, a hundred at least! It's more than ten dollars after all."

The phone connected, Adams grinned obsequiously, "Is it Mr. John, I'm the one who interviewed you last time. It's like this, I agree to your terms, just a hundred bucks…"

"Buddy, are you kidding me? No one's interested in your stories about those vampires and priests, you understand? A hundred dollars... Hmph, your so-called information isn't worth a dime to me."

"No… Mr. John, you don't know the truth at all. Did you ever think, why do I know so much in detail."

Taking a deep breath, Adams revealed his biggest secret, "I and Alice… Right! This princess of the Blood Clan, we are in a romantic relationship, and that's why the priests from the church found us."

After revealing this shocking secret, Adams waited quietly, grumbling inside, "Damn John, this time he must beg me on his knees. It's not that simple to get an exclusive interview with me."

Gradually, Adams' thoughts drifted farther and farther, fantasizing about the wonderful life to come.

"That damned Charlie, just got lucky. Just a photo, while I am the lover of the Blood Clan princess."

At this moment, the laughter from the other end of the phone brought Adams back from his imagination.

"Haha… We're old friends after all, it was just a misunderstanding, wasn't it? We can continue to cooperate."

Thinking of what John was about to say, Adams couldn't help but blurt out, "John, my time is rather tight, if you want an interview, you need to book in advance…"

"Haha… Are you an idiot?"

Listening to the familiar hang-up sound, Adams was stunned for a moment, then his face flushed red, angrily throwing the phone to the floor.

With a snap, the mediocre-quality phone shattered into pieces.

This scene also calmed Adams down.

"Oh… my phone."

Looking at the remains of the components on the ground, Adams felt heartbroken as if he'd been cut with a knife since this phone was practically his only possession.

Ever since encountering vampires and priests who possessed enormous power yet killed without hesitation,

Though unclear why he wasn't dead, Adams knew he couldn't be exposed.

Otherwise, neither the vampires nor those priests would spare him.

So, Adams hadn't returned to the rescue meeting but instead hid away on Long Island, far from Manhattan.

Adams was well aware that his immediate task was to leave New York, this place of trouble.

But he was reluctant to leave just like that.

Leaving would mean his decade's worth of hard work would go to waste.

Especially after seeing Charlie's success story, Adams was even more unwilling to leave; he also wanted to take advantage of this incident to gain fame and fortune.

After all, he was at the scene that day and had participated in the plan.

Throughout America, besides those priests and Alice, only he knew the truth.

Adams certainly understood how valuable such insider information was.

But due to fear of being silenced by priests or vampires, Adams hadn't shown his face publicly, instead contacting newspapers through anonymous phone calls.

In Adams' plan, he first threw out the bait step by step, arousing these journalists' curiosity, waiting for the right time to make a grand entrance.