Chapter 657: Chapter 357: Jane Quinlan, do you believe me?
Jane Quinlan felt grief and anger swell inside of her heart upon hearing Evelyn Claire crying and recounting all of this.
If it was someone else, she would’ve definitely condemned that man as a jerk.
But this person wasn’t someone else, it was Kay Forrest whom she deeply loved.
She couldn’t believe that this matter was truly related to Kay Forrest.
But previously, Kay himself had admitted that he was a playboy.
Jane Quinlan sighed softly, and as Kay Forrest looked at her, she gazed back at him.
Kay Forrest asked her, "If I say I’ve never touched Evelyn Claire’s sister, would you believe me?"
Upon hearing this, Jane Quinlan immediately became hopeful: "Really? You remember that person?"
"I indeed found the photo of Evelyn’s sister a bit familiar when I saw it that day.
But I genuinely couldn’t remember when I had seen that girl.
It wasn’t until Evelyn said what she did just now that I even have some recollection of the incident.
That day, I did take a girl away from the company’s entrance.
But I didn’t do anything to her, I brought her to see my dad at the old house.
My father wasn’t at the company that day; I went there to obtain some certifications.
I’ve always been a sucker for a woman’s tears.
Plus, that girl seemed rather pitiful at the time.
She was dressed in rags, yet her eyes shone with a strong resolve.
I felt pity for her, which is why I decided to help her.
That day, I brought her to the old house, she met my dad and talked a lot with him.
I also vaguely remember her mentioning her father’s situation.
At the time, my father didn’t have much recollection of this matter.
He genuinely thought that one of his employees had died without receiving any insurance money and felt pity for the two children that he had watched grow up.
So, he gave them one hundred thousand yuan."
Upon hearing this, Evelyn Claire immediately shouted from the other end of the phone, "It wasn’t like that.
My sister told me that it was you who gave the money."
"I gave the money because my father ordered me to," Kay Forrest explained, though he was not explaining it for Evelyn to hear.
He looked at Jane Quinlan. According to the story Evelyn had just recounted, her sister was entirely the victim.
Moreover, now she was dead without any evidence, and combined with his past notorious lifestyle...
Honestly, if he were Jane Quinlan, he would also believe that he had been with Ava Claire.
But he was truly wrongly accused.
"I do love chasing girls, but I know very well what type of woman I’m attracted to.
At that age, Ava Claire with her looks definitely couldn’t attract me."
Jane Quinlan felt a sense of relief upon hearing what he said.
Kay Forrest is a straight shooter, if he had really done it, he wouldn’t make excuses.
Isn’t his current anxious explanation to her just because he fears she might be misled by Evelyn?
She pursed her lips and smiled: "I believe you."
Evelyn shouted, "Kay Forrest, you must have deceived my sister with these methods, right?
If you really didn’t do anything to my sister that day.
Why did you still often ask my sister out for meals afterwards?
Do you think I would believe you?
I know what kind of person my sister was, I will never believe that you’re innocent."
Kay Forrest said coldly, "I don’t need you to believe me, but listen to me, stop wronging me.
Inviting your sister to dinner did happen a few times.
After your sister sought out my father, he investigated the accident she mentioned in the past.
The company found a record, and after your father died, my father felt that as a member of the company, even though it was an accidental death, compensation should be given.
Thus, the company did provide a sum of compensation back then.
My father even found the signing receipt for that compensation.
If I remember correctly, I should have had dinner with your sister three times.
The first time, my father asked me to check on how your sister was doing, to see if she was facing any difficulties.
The second time, I showed your sister the compensation receipt my father had found.
Your sister cried a lot at the restaurant that day, saying that it was your mother who signed for it."
"The third time, it wasn’t me who asked your sister out, it was your sister who asked me.
That day, she confessed to me, saying she liked me from the first time she saw me.
Asked me if I had a girlfriend.
I told her I did, and advised her not to entertain any unnecessary feelings.
That was all.
The third time I met with your sister, I left before we even finished our meal."
You said you’ve been gloomy every day since then, I guess it must have been when she called me and I refused to answer.
Later on, I didn’t get back in touch with your sister.
Nor did I know that she had already taken her own life and left this world.
There are plenty of people who like me, I can’t possibly respond to all of them.
Just like Evie Larkin you know, if she committed suicide now, by your logic, do I have to pay with my life for her?
She wanted to like me on her own, it wasn’t me who forced her to.
If I had to reciprocate the feelings of every woman who said she liked me and never leave them for the rest of my life,
then by now I’d have ten thousand wives.
Evelyn Claire, you’re a graduate of a prestigious university after all.
There are some things you should understand.
Now let me lay it out for you here.
I’m telling you, all these years, your hatred for me has been too much.
But I will never admit that the tragedy of your life is because of me.
Don’t say your Claire Family owes our Forrest Family anything.
It’s not true, it’s just one coincidence after another that has linked together, creating today’s consequences.
If you had come forward with some issues earlier, there are no unreasonable men in the Forrest Family.
We can explain everything clearly one by one.
But you have to turn this groundless accusation into your hatred against me.
You amplify this hatred, turning it into a knife, poisoning the lives of others, and also ruining your own life."
Kay Forrest’s words sent Evelyn Claire into a rage, she did not believe Kay Forrest, her sister was killed by Kay Forrest.
She’s been hating the Forrest Family for so many years, but in the end... what does that amount to?
When her father died, the Forrest Family gave them condolence money... No wonder her sister wrote in her diary, "Mother, how am I to hate this cursed life you’ve given us?"
No wonder her sister left a suicide note before she died: "Don’t look for mom, don’t look for her ever again, we don’t have a mother."
But why didn’t her sister tell her all this, she hated so much.
For all this, she even destroyed her own life.
Human nature... She was beginning to lose sight of what human nature really was.
There was silence on both ends of the phone, Kay Forrest reached out and held Jane Quinlan’s hand tightly.
Jane Quinlan pursed her lips at him; whether Evelyn Claire believed it or not, and no matter what the truth was, as long as Kay Forrest said it wasn’t him, she believed him.
In this world, if there was one person she had to trust without question, she would definitely choose Kay Forrest, without a second choice.
Because she knew very well that in this world, apart from her parents, no one else would pamper her like Kay Forrest did.
Jane Quinlan also felt sorry for Evelyn Claire, especially hearing about her childhood experiences, she felt as if she had woven a picture in her mind.
A tragic image, of a sister leading her little sister by the hand, picking up bottles and cans in the cold and heat, rain and wind.
An image of the two sisters eating leftover food and smiling at each other.
Evelyn Claire must have been very, very dependent on her sister.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be willing to destroy her own life just to fight to the end with Kay Forrest.
Jane Quinlan withdrew her gaze from Kay Forrest’s face and took the phone back from his hand, saying, "Evelyn Claire, stop yelling. I know, you must regret it too.
It’s not too late, turn yourself in to the police before they come knocking on your door."
"Am I crazy? Why should I turn myself in?"
Evelyn Claire burst into laughter: "Do you think I cherish life as much as Evie Larkin?
I’ve long been fed up with this tiresome life.
My life, which is already tragic enough, why should it end in a prison cell?
I don’t want that kind of ending to my life."
Jane Quinlan frowned: "What do you want then? Do you think you have any other way out now?
Stop being foolish, turning yourself into the police now is called surrender.
By the time the police come to arrest you, your life can only really end in a police station."
"It’s true, I killed Wendy.
If... if there hadn’t been Wendy’s incident, perhaps I would still have a way out.
But now, I have no way out.
For the charge of premeditated murder, do you think I would have a good ending?
Aren’t I just waiting for the death penalty in the end?
I won’t let anyone catch me.
This life... I have nothing left to cherish.
This house, I scrimped and saved to buy it.
After my sister paid the rent with the Forrest family’s money, it became the last place where the two of us lived together.
Only here can I feel my sister’s presence.
So... even if I am to die, I want to die here."