My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 1010: Flaw

Chapter 1010: Flaw

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

Talia and Camille had a relationship that was more like mother anddaughter than that of a typical mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Theyhad no secrets between them and could speak their minds freely.Camille chatted with Talia for a while, and since lunchtime was still a bitaway, Talia decided to take Timmy to the nearby supermarket for astroll. She wanted to pick up a few things needed for baking a cakewhen they returned.

Camille stayed back at the Simpson's mansion, waiting for the oldSimpson to wake up. Fletcher had kept been away for some time. Nowthat he was back, he would naturally have a busy schedule in thecompany in the coming days. While there were servants and Kitpresent, 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 heusually 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 toconfirm our collaboration with you and let Mr. Armstrong know that it'sgenuine. But as soon as I answered the call, Mr. Armstrong took thephone from me."

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

Horace, sensing a hint of teasing in Camille's words, offered anapology, "Regardless, it was my oversight that caused you anydiscomfort. 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 ArmstrongCorp well. Whether it's Armstrong Corp or her, please take good care ofher."

"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 theconversation naturally came to an end. After hanging up, Camille'sexpression turned cold, and she let out a light sigh, her eyes filled withdispleasure.

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

Meanwhile, at the Simpson Group,

Ayan had just finished a meeting and returned to his office. Kianimmediately handed him some documents that required his signature."Mr. Simpson, these are the approval documents for the Dane Citycollaboration. 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 youmight have some time for a face-to-face meeting.”

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

"Alright, I'll reply to him shortly." Kian watched Ayan carefully and askedwith caution, "Mr. Bell's request for a meeting suggests that there mayhave been progress in the matter. But Mr. Mikkola is not an easyperson to deal with. Is there a possibility that he might hold SimpsonGroup responsible for Mr. Bell's actions?"

Ayan squinted his eyes and replied in a composed tone, "If he has thecapability, he can certainly try. After all, he's skilled in such matters.However, for Simpson Group, we won't allow it. Once Mr. Bellvoluntarily admits to his divorce, Mr. Mikkola's leverage will be gone.He won't dare to be so audacious anymore.”

Kian nodded, "Alright, I'll contact Mr. Bell now."

Ayan fell silent, lost in thought. After a few seconds, he slowly spokeagain, “The rumors on the internet only point to him, and we haveevidence that proves Simpson Group's innocence. However, beyondthat, we don't have any direct evidence linking him to this matter. To gethim to leave Hance for good, we need concrete evidence."

"But replaceing such evidence seems challenging. He's skilled at hiding histracks, making it hard to uncover. If we could replace it, we would havealready found his flaws during our previous investigations.”

“That's true. Some things are difficult to replace or may never be found. So,what's our next step?" Ayan raised an eyebrow, his deep eyes filledwith a faint smile. His expression and response made Kian understandhis intentions immediately.

Kian chuckled, "If we can't replace it, then we create it. That's the best flaw.Dealing with cunning and manipulative people requires using similartactics. As you said, “fight fire with fire."

“Then get to work.” Ayan was satisfied with Kian's response. Havingworked with him for a long time, Kian knew Ayan's approach and whathe wanted, saving him a lot of time and effort.

After Kian left the office, Ayan continued working. He paused briefly tosend a message to Camille. However, he didn't expect a responsesince Camille had put her phone on airplane mode.

After waiting for almost five minutes, Ayan picked up his phone anddialed Camille's number directly. Instead of hearing Camille's familiarvoice, he received a mechanical voice prompt indicating that the callcouldn't be connected.

Frowning slightly, Ayan's deep gaze paused for a moment before a faintsmile appeared on his lips. He put his phone down without makinganother call. He knew Camille well enough to understand herintentions.

Returning his attention to his work, Ayan spent the morning dealing withvarious documents and matters related to Simpson Group. As the clockneared noon, Kian came into his office.

Ayan stood up, and Kian quickly asked, "Mr. Simpson, Mr. Ward invitedyou for lunch. The secretary called half an hour ago to confirm, andsince you don't have any other commitments for lunch, I agreed. Wouldyou like me to arrange transportation or will you go on your own?""Rex?"

"Yes."

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

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

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

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

He maintained a relatively fast pace while driving, taking about fortyminutes 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. Hethen carried the dim sum and walked briskly towards the house.

Inside, there was faint chatter coming from the dining room as theywere 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 caughtsight of that figure out of the corner of her eye. But she immediatelycomposed herself and, looking at the old Simpson, asked, "Grandpa,would you like to have some soup first?"