My Ex-husband Begs Me Back novel Chapter 1010

Chapter 1010: Flaw

They exchanged a smile, and Talia said, "Your Grandpa has a connection with you, and our Simpson family has a connection with you too. Luckily, you married into our family."

Talia and Camille had a relationship that was more like mother and daughter than that of a typical mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. They had no secrets between them and could speak their minds freely.

Camille chatted with Talia for a while, and since lunchtime was still a bit away, Talia decided to take Timmy to the nearby supermarket for a stroll. She wanted to pick up a few things needed for baking a cake when they returned.

Camille stayed back at the Simpson's mansion, waiting for the old Simpson to wake up. Fletcher had kept been away for some time. Now that he was back, he would naturally have a busy schedule in the company in the coming days. While there were servants and Kit present, the old Simpson needed a family member to be with him. Camille took on this responsibility willingly.

As she sat alone, her phone rang. She initially thought it might be Ayan, as he hadn't contacted her all morning, which was unusual since he usually called her outside of meetings.

Camille picked up her phone and saw Horace's name on the screen. Her expression visibly changed, revealing a sense of disappointment. Nevertheless, she answered the call, saying, "Hello?"

"It's me, Horace."

"Is there something you need?"

"We just finished the meeting, and that call was originally intended to confirm our collaboration with you and let Mr. Armstrong know that it's genuine. But as soon as I answered the call, Mr. Armstrong took the phone from me."

"Understandable, after all, he is your future father-in-law. It wouldn't be wise to make things too tense. It's okay. I don't mind," Camille responded calmly. Brody's actions didn't affect her much as she had grown accustomed to such situations. This wasn't the first time, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

Horace, sensing a hint of teasing in Camille's words, offered an apology, "Regardless, it was my oversight that caused you any discomfort. I'm truly grateful for Miss Camille's trust in me."

He was referring to Camille's willingness to transfer her shares to him.

Camille was straightforward, "I believe you can manage Armstrong Corp well. Whether it's Armstrong Corp or her, please take good care of her."

"You're too kind, Miss Camille."

"I mean it."

"Alright, I understand. You can trust me. I'll do my best."

"That's good."

Camille and Horace exchanged these few words before the conversation naturally came to an end. After hanging up, Camille's expression turned cold, and she let out a light sigh, her eyes filled with displeasure.

She decided to put her phone on airplane mode, temporarily shutting out the world to avoid further disruptions.

Meanwhile, at the Simpson Group,

Ayan had just finished a meeting and returned to his office. Kian immediately handed him some documents that required his signature. "Mr. Simpson, these are the approval documents for the Dane City collaboration. We need your signature, and then I'll send them out."

Ayan briefly reviewed the documents and then signed them.

Kian continued, "Mr. Simpson, Mr. Bell just called. He asked when you might have some time for a face-to-face meeting."

"This afternoon, block out an hour for him."

"Rex?"

"Yes."

"No need, I'll call him. You can go off duty now. I'll be back at the Simpson's mansion later. After Mr. Bell arrives in the afternoon, have him wait for me in the conference room, but don't bring him directly to the office."

Ayan stepped away from his desk and took his suit jacket from the coat rack. His expression revealed a sense of urgency.

Kian nodded in acknowledgment of his instructions and didn't dare to inquire further. He opened the door for Ayan and accompanied him as they left the office.

Ayan drove alone from the Simpson Group. He first went to a nearby traditional dim sum restaurant, where he bought several of Camille's favorite dishes. After paying the bill, he returned to his car with the items.

He maintained a relatively fast pace while driving, taking about forty minutes to return from the city center to the Simpson's mansion.

Parking his car, a house servant immediately approached him. "Sir, may I carry these for you?"

"No need, I'll handle it myself," Ayan declined in a subdued tone. He then carried the dim sum and walked briskly towards the house.

Inside, there was faint chatter coming from the dining room as they were just about to have a meal.

One of the house servants reminded, "Master Ayan has returned."

Camille, seated at the dining table, briefly hesitated when she caught sight of that figure out of the corner of her eye. But she immediately composed herself and, looking at the old Simpson, asked, "Grandpa, would you like to have some soup first?"