My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 624 Speculation

Chapter 624 Speculation

Kian was slightly stunned, the phone in his hand continued to ring, andAyan's gaze remained on him, as if he was displeased with his sluggishactions, and asked expressionlessly, “Want me to help you?"

Kian immediately shook his head, "No need to."

Kian immediately pressed the answer and spoke in a low voice, "Mrs.Simpson!"

Camille didn't think much of it and asked softly, “The online opiniondidn't have much of an impact, did it?"

Kian subconsciously looked at Ayan, but he leaned back in his officechair without any reaction or action. Even the slightest emotion andripples couldn't be seen from his handsome face. His deep eyes wereslightly narrowed. They did not know what he was thinking.

Like he didn't hear it.

Kian didn't dare to keep Camille waiting, and immediately responded,"It's okay, it's not a big impact, but these people talk too much, and Mr.Simpson's mood is a bit bad.”

Talking tactics are important. One can not say the words to the full, norexpress the meaning vaguely. So he needed to be tentative and carefulto look at Ayan's face to answer the question.

Ayan did not stop him, nor did he show any displeasure or emotion, sonaturally he was satisfied with it.

Kian also breathed a secret sigh of relief and lowered his eyes as hewaited for Camille's response.

Camille said, "Is he okay? What are you going to do about this? I thinkit's better to issue a statement to clarify, after all, the netizens’ handscan't be controlled, and may continue to say something unpleasant thatwill affect Simpson Group and him."

Kian's gaze went back to Ayan, but he did not respond at all. Kian couldonly whisper: "Mrs. Simpson, Mr. Simpson is not in a good mood, andI'm afraid Mr. Simpson will not accept or listen to my suggestion at thistime. The best way is, Mrs. Simpson, you personally call or come to thecompany to meet Mr. Simpson. I think Mr. Simpson will listen to youradvice ."

"Kian, you think too highly of me, how could he possibly listen to me?"Camille murmured.

There rose a inexplicable emotion within her. Ayan's bad mood wasalso reasonable. After all, in such cases, who can not be upset?Camille slightly pursed her lips in silence, and suddenly she did notknow what to say.

Kian added: "Mr. Simpson will naturally listen to Mrs. Simpson's words.How will you know until you try? Because of this, Mr. Simpson has nothad lunch until now. It should be because of this, he lost his appetite.”Kian finished, eyes at the man in front of the desk. He gave a coolglance without rebuttal, but there was a warning in his eyes, neitherangry nor happy.

Camille's voice did not immediately ring out and the atmosphere wasbriefly quiet before she was heard saying, “Is he busy today?"

“It's fine. He would have been busy, but after this incident happened, hehad to put off a lot of work. Especially those hateful comments on theInternet, I think this is a slander, and it is unfair to Mr. Simpson. It is toobad, Mrs. Simpson, don't you think?"

Kian no longer looked at the hint on Ayan's face. He was thinking nowthat Ayan had asked him to answer Camille's phone in front of him, andthen he wanted to hear what Camille had to say.

Kian thought that Mr. Simpson of course hoped that his wife could carefor him, which might make him happy, and that his year-end bonuswould rise, so he would be the one to get the benefits. So Kian put inhard work to exaggerate Ayan's aggrievance.

Camille rarely saw Kian so emotional, so she thought that Ayan's moodmust be very bad, and because so many things had happened inrecent days, he must not be in a good mood, so she was a littlewavered in her heart.

Camille pursed her lips slightly as she hesitated for a few secondsbefore speaking, "Would it bother him if I went over there later?"

"Of course not." Kian's tone was slightly agitated, so Ayan frowned andglanced at him unhappily. He immediately pretended to be calm andsaid, "Mrs. Simpson, then send me a message when you arrive, I'llcome down to pick you up."

“No, I'll go up myself, you just go about your business."

"Good, then I'll arrange a driver to pick you up!"

"Well, please Kian."

“It's all what I'm supposed to do.”

After saying goodbye to each other, the call ended.

Kian tucked his phone away and gazed at Ayan, seemingly waiting forpraise and compliments.

But only to see Ayan glance at him expressionlessly, his handsomeface with unknown emotions and his deep eyes indifferent to theextreme, he said, "You know how to guess my mind very well?"

Kian froze and whispered, "Don't you want Mrs. Simpson to come andsee you?"

Ayan chortled and raised an eyebrow, "What do you think?"

Kian shook his head, just not knowing what was exactly on his mind.Kian did not know what was on Ayan's mind, only that after Camillecame, he was sitting at the desk with a sad look on his face andseemed to be in a very bad mood.

Seeing this Kian instantly understood that Mr. Simpson was a greatactor.

Kian did not dare to interrupt and rushed out of the office, leaving all thespace for the two.

Ayan looked at her as if he didn't know she would come over, a flash ofsurprise in his eyes, and asked in a gentle voice, "Why did yousuddenly come over? Don't you need to stay with Timmy?"

His words gave Camille a few hints.

Is this blaming her for giving all her time to Timmy?

Camille flinched slightly and immediately dismissed the thought,thinking she must have been overthinking it.

She pursed her lips and said: "Mom is with him, I came out for somebusiness and just happened to pass by, so I came up to visit. I saw allthe things online, you... Is everything okay?"

Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly, and did notpoint out her excuse, butjust led her to the sofa and asked her to sit down. Then he said, "Whatis it?"

His voice was indifferent and it was easy to get the impression that hemight be in a bad mood, which was exactly what Camille thought of.Camille stared at him. "What are you going to do about this? I see thatthe Simpson Group has not issued a statement and other responses sofar, so no action will be misunderstood by the outsiders, right?"

"What do you think I should do?"

He asked in a low voice, like a good student who was open to advice.Camille was also stunned, seemingly not expecting him to ask, but shewas not a bystander in this matter, so it was impossible to pretend thatnothing was wrong.

She said, "It needs to be clarified, right?"

"After clarification, will they shut up?" Ayan poured a glass of water forher and handed it to her, his voice becoming more and more gentle: "IfAustin shut up after the clarification, then it wouldn't be Austin, not tomention that the matter has alerted the police, so let the policeinvestigate it."

He's got a lot of confidence. Camille knew that even if the police did,they wouldn't replace anything.

Camille nodded, wrinkling her brow: "It will take time for the police toget to the bottom of this, and in the meantime the gossip will continueto grow and affect the Simpson Group."

"So to silence the voices?"

"Hmm."

"What's to be done then?" Ayan seemed to be a bit distressed.

Camille seriously thought about it and suggested: "Check the source,so that although you can't immediately stop the rumor, but at least letthose bystanders before the computers know that it's not true. They arealways bullying the weak but frightened by the tough. If you sue themfor real, they will certainly retreat.”

“You're right, I'l have Kian arrange it." Ayan immediately summonedKian and ordered in a low voice: “Immediately replace out the accountsthat first slandered me and the Simpson family and have your lawyersend a letter to sue them. And if there are other vioggers and mediaoutlets that continue to make up stories, then sue them all.”

Kian froze and looked at Ayan, mentally saying silently, "Hasn't italready been arranged?"

But without waiting for his response, he heard Ayan say with a lightsmile, “It's still a good suggestion from you, so that we can completelystop those who want to harm the Simpson family's reputation.”

Camille did not feel she suggested anything useful, because she alsofelt as if they were not her own advice and she was led to say so.

Not waiting for her to understand, she heard Ayan say, "I haven't eatenlunch yet. Do you want to eat with me?"