Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

Chapter 681: Chapter 481: Goodbye Camila Walker! Baron Stuart’s Fury!
 

These things, no matter who saw them, would absolutely be unable to bear them. And these past few days, this woman has been enduring it all along?

Was she a fool!? If she didn’t speak up, how would he know?

“When did you receive these photos!? Are you a fool!? Why haven’t you told me!?”

“I asked you! You said you were at Duke Station. You indeed spent the night there and in the morning, you both came out of the same room…”

At first, she also tried to wait for his explanation. She thought those photos were fake, but that day, he indeed spent the night at Duke Station…

“I didn’t!”

“Didn’t? What’s the story with these photos? Did someone maliciously fabricate them!?”

“I don’t know what’s going on, but I believe we’ll have the answer very soon.” Baron Stuart raised his eyes, a hint of brutal viciousness flashing in his blood-thirsty gaze.

Camila Walker!

Jumping up, Baron Stuart bolted out of the villa, driving off in a white Bugatti!

Noticing his crimson and furious eyes, Emily was momentarily bewildered, somewhat at a loss.

Mrs. Noelle, at her side, hastily came to help her up, explaining, “Young Madam, there must be something to this. Trust the Young Master.”

Emily, holding back her tears, watched as the car sped off, not understanding why he was so angry and where he was heading.

But, seeing his reaction, it seemed as though he truly did not know about what was in the photos.

Then, what on earth was going on?

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Driving like a madman the whole way, Baron Stuart pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number.

Meanwhile, back at the Walker house.

“I wonder if Emily has arrived yet.” Sitting on the sofa, Angela Reid just couldn’t help but want to call and check on Emily when she didn’t show up.

Seeing her mother’s expression, Camila gave a sidelong glance at the phone in her hand, “Why don’t you just call and ask?”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Ever since Emily stepped into this home, mother’s thoughts were all about her.

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

The maid went over and had just opened the door when she was pushed aside and sent sprawling!

Hearing the noise from the entry hall, Angela Reid and Camila, both sitting on the living room sofa, were startled and stood up to see what was happening.

No sooner had the mother and daughter risen when they saw Baron Stuart stride in, his face as cold as ice.

Assuming Emily had arrived, Angela Reid hastily walked over with a welcoming smile, taking a look behind him.

“Where’s Emily?” Not seeing anyone behind him, Angela was a little perplexed.

However, Baron Stuart did not answer Angela’s question. Instead, he stepped past her and walked towards Camila who was sitting on the sofa.

Feeling the chill in his eyes, for a moment, Camila felt a shiver run through her and a dangerous feeling was seemingly closing in on her.

She had anticipated this day, and she had everything planned out.

What could a Baron Stuart, who had no evidence, do to her?

Baron Stuart’s face was icy cold, he advanced step by step towards Camila sitting by the sofa. His black, shining eyes were now extremely cold, devoid of any emotion.

His current state was enough to send shivers down anyone’s spine.

Camila was no exception. She knew that for more than 20 years, each time he looked at her, Baron Stuart would have no emotional expression. However, today, there was not only a coldness in his eyes, but a hint of murderous intent.

Was she hallucinating?

No, after all, seeing those kinds of photos, how could he, being Baron Stuart with such character, not explode?