His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 1255 Visit Holley In Prison

Rachel heaved a deep breath as she waited. Not long after, the door opened and out was Holley with a

couple of prison guards beside her.

Watching Holley being held by prison guards and the thought of her having to stay here made Rachel

feel guilty.

Rachel observed Holley discreetly as Holley made her way towards her. As she sat down in front of

her, Rachel spoke with sincerity evident in her voice. "Holley, I'm really sorry for what you have

suffered."

As Rachel observed her, she recalled that Holley looked more gaunt than she was in trial.

However, right now, the look in her eyes had changed the last time she saw her.

Rachel remembered how vacant and dim her eyes looked during the trial, but now there was a hint of

gleam shining in her eyes.

On the other hand, Holley felt satisfied as she sensed that Rachel was indeed touched and sorry by her

sacrifce. 'Soon, she will trust me again, and this will pave my way to success in getting back at Sheryl, '

she thought to herself.

Holley cleared her throat, interrupting Rachel's train of thought. As soon as she caught Rachel's

attention, she said with certainty, "Ms. Bai, you have to listen carefully. There is no time dealing with

what already happened, so we have to focus on what we can do next, rather, what you can do next for I

am clearly stuck in here. I suggest that you investigate Lance's wife. I have a strong gut feeling that she

set us up and really has something to do with this case."

Holley's words entered Rachel's ears one by one, and her statement immediately reminded Rachel of

what she had heard in the restroom the other day. The puzzle pieces began to fit and align, and all of a

sudden, all her confusion and perplexity vanished into thin air just like that.

Rachel's eyes widened as she finally knew what was going on. She turned to Holley and replied,

"You're right. How dumb was I that I didn't immediately suspect her? Oh, for God's sake, she watched

the video about me and her husband!"

Then, she paused for a moment with a pensive look as she thought about this carefully.

"Well, I heard some rumors about Lance and his wife. It looks like they were not that close as they

publicly disclosed. Hmm, something's fishy," Rachel continued, her eyebrows furrowed into a frown.

Rachel bit her lower lip. The more she thought of it, the more excited she became. All roads led to

Miranda, and Rachel felt certain that she was the one who framed them.

She turned to Holley once more and gave her a weak but hopeful smile. "Thank you for the tip, Holley. I

assure you that I will find out the truth soon, and I will get you out of here."

Right now, she was convinced that she could figure out the real identity of the murderer for now she

had a lead.

Holley nodded and returned Rachel's smile. "I believe you, Ms. Bai."

However, deep inside, she still had some apprehensions and was worried that Rachel might not be

able to handle this matter, especially when she was stuck in this prison and could only help Rachel by

giving her insights.

Holley's eyebrows arched slightly as she added, "Be careful not to alert Lance's wife or even give her

any hint that we are onto her. Right now, surely she is not thinking that we suspect her and is planning

to investigate her. Her guard is low, so this is a good chance to find out the truth.

Still, I worry, Ms. Bai. Please, if you don't have a proper detective to follow her, I highly suggest you

contact this person."

Rachel thought about it for a moment. Then again, it was Holley who thought about going after Lance's

wife, so right now, since she also didn't know any detective around that well, she decided to trust Holley

once more. She handed Holley a notepad and a pen where Holley wrote down Bernard's phone

number before giving it back to Rachel.

Rachel placed her notepad in her purse and gave Holley a determined look as she announced with her

hands balled into fists, "Holley, I am really sorry that you are here, but I promise you that I will help

clear your name. Just, please give me some time."

As soon as Holley took notice of her determination from her voice and her expression, her mind

immediately started to feel slowly at ease. As the time ticked by and for the rest of the visiting time,

Holley gave Rachel some advice and tips on investigating Lance's wife.

The visiting hour finally ended, and as Rachel stepped out of the prison gates, she felt her mood light

up for she finally knew what to do next. She was no longer at the dead end.

On the way to her aparment, Rachel didn't think of anything else but this case and the investigation of

Miranda.

Even though she already decided to get the number Holley recommended, she was still unsure

whether she could really rely on this person. She wondered as well whether it would be much safe to

just hire a private detective to be sure that she would be able to get useful information to prove Holley's

innocence.

Rachel felt confident that she would be able to gather necessary evidence to prove that Miranda was

the one guilty and was the one supposed to be in prison right now as long as she didn't give up.

When she reached her apartment, she had already made a decision.

She decided to trust Holley's contact and see if he could really be up for the job.

Rachel walked inside her house as she took her cellphone out of her handbag, dropping the bag on the

couch. Without further ado, she dialed the number and was suprised that the other end of the line

picked the call immediately after the first ring. Rachel removed her surprise and cleared her throat as

she asked politely, "Hello? Is this Bernard?"

"Yes, speaking. Who is this?" Bernard replied, his deep voice ringing into Rachel's ears.

As for Bernard, he felt like he had heard this voice before. 'Her voice sounds like Rachel Bai. I always

admire that star, ' he wondered.

Thinking about Rachel calling him sounded crazy, so he shook his head to expel these crazy thoughts.

"My family name is Bai, and Holley is a colleague of mine. We were hoping you could help us with a

case. We were framed, and Holley is in jail. She gave me your number, because she knew you could

help us prove her innocence," Rachel replied in all honesty.

Bernard had heard and understood what the woman on the other end of the line had said. Then again,

what struck him most was knowing that the caller was a Bai, making him feel thrilled and hope highly

that the person he was talking to right now was indeed Rachel.

It had never occurred to him that a celebrity he was deeply obsessed with would actually call him. If

only he knew, he would have prepared himself.

He felt like he was in a sweet dream, flying into cloud nine. Then again, he had never been this

nervous before.

Bernard listened as he could hear the woman he suspected to Rachel breathe. As her breath reached

his ear, an electric feeling surged throughout his body, making his heart race and his breathing rapid.

He felt so excited and overwhelmed that he didn't know what to say next.

A few seconds had passed, but Rachel still didn't receive any response. She wondered that something

happened on the other end of the line, but as she heard his breathing, she speculated that the man

probably was not willing to take the job and was coming up with ways to turn her down. She felt her

patience running out, and as she was about to speak again, his voice rang into her ears once more.

"I will take this case," Bernard replied with determination evident in his tone.

"May I know your full name? Are you, perhaps, Miss Rachel Bai?" he asked carefully as he didn't want

to sound creepy. He held his breath to wait for her answer, because he might be wrong about it.

As for Rachel, his question took her by great surprise. She hadn't known any Bernard, but this man

seemed to have known her. "Yes, I am indeed Rachel Bai. Have we met before?" she asked in

curiosity.

"I…Well, no. Honestly, I am a fan of yours, and I was really upset after knowing that you had decided to

quit show business," Bernard explained. There was no reason for him to lie about it.

He was a professional and even looked respectable. No one would believe that he, who looked

indifferent and seldom talked, actually had a side that acted awkwardly like this. He was thankful that

Rachel had called him first, because if Rachel saw what he looked like right now, perhaps she would

doubt his capability in the field.

Meanwhile, as Rachel heard Bernard's remarks, she was taken back to her pleasant days as a popular

star.

Back then, she felt like a shining princess worthy of pride and fortune. She still had Charles who loved

her and kept her company, and had thousands of fans who looked up to her and even to the point of

idolizing her.

She was reminded of the feeling when she stood on the stage, all eyes focused on her.

When she drew a bright smile unconsciously, photographers would take pictures of her and her fans

would call her name crazily, calling for her attention. Many great companies swarmed and flooded her

manager's phone as they want her to work for them.

'Perhaps I got all of that so easily. That's why I didn't cherish them, ' she mused, sighing deep in her

heart.

Before Bernard could wonder where she was, Rachel removed her thoughts away from her memories

that were buried deep at the back of her mind. "Oh, is that so? Well then, it is my honor. I didn't expect

you to be a fan of mine. Anyways, when are you free? We need to talk about this case and about your

task in person," Rachel said, eager to stop thinking about her glory days.

"Any time," Bernard replied immediately without even looking over his calendar. He mentally noted to

postpone whatever he had tasked just to give time for Rachel.

"I see. Do you know Tarsan Corporation? Let's meet at the coffee shop near Tarsan Corporation at

10:00 tomorrow morning," Rachel proposed.

"Noted. I will be there," Bernard replied, feeling excited to see Rachel. He looked over his calendar and

moved the task for tomorrow on another time.

After she ended the call, Rachel sat on her couch and immediately felt the exhaustion of the day. Still, All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

she couldn't stop thinking and was still engrossed in her own thoughts.

Knowing that Bernard was a fan of hers, she was quite sure that he would do his job well to please her.

Rachel felt relieved for she was really eager to find out the truth, particularly for two reasons. One was

because she was thankful of Holley. And the other was because she didn't want to give Holley a

chance to back out and put all the blame on her. She was afraid for selfish reasons, but who could

blame her?

As long as she still didn't find the person who murdered Lance, she wouldn't be able to sleep and even

eat well as if there was the Sword of Damocles hanging over her head. She felt like she could hear a

ticking bomb just near her.

Then again, it was also a way for her to get the support from Holley. After all, Holley had over half client

resources, and she surely needed her help for her company to get through this. With all these in her

mind, Rachel fell asleep, exhaustion taking over her.

The next day, Rachel got up and did her usual routine. Knowing that she was going to meet Bernard, a

fan of hers, she took more time in dressing up and fixing her looks.

In the morning, she finally arrived at the rendezvous. She knew she was late for a couple minutes, but

she did it on purpose anyway.

As she saw Bernard wave after her, she walked towards him. When she was near the table, Bernard

rose from his seat and smiled, offering his hand. "Hello, Ms. Rachel Bai. I'm Bernard. It's a pleasure to

meet you. You are really more gorgeous in person."