My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chaper 202: To Be Softhearted

"Didn't Camille tell you?”

Mario gave Sienna a faint look. A crafty look came to his eyes.

Then, without waiting Sienna to answer, he asked, "Just tell me thetruth. Did you see him during your trip to Hance City?"

Sienna's face suddenly cooled. "You have asked me many times. If youwant to know so much, why don't you replace out yourself?”

That done, she turned and walked away immediately without looking athim again.

Looking after her, Mario's face overclouded. He had no choice but toask her again and again because he couldn't replace anything.

Some things seemed to be out of his control, which made him a bitunhappy.

After a short time of silence, he picked up the internal telephone andcalled his secretary. "Get the PR director in the office.”

Mario gave the order to them and sent them on their way to Hance Cityimmediately.

As for what Camille wanted to do, he was not curious, nor would heask. He was content to their deal.

When Mario's men arrived in Hance City the next morning, Camille sentthem to Armstrong Corp directly. She had informed Grace and shewould arrange for them to enter Armstrong Corp and take overeverything until Brody gets back.

After that, Camille asked Yessica to accompany her to the hospitalwhere the injured workers were staying.

She found out which ward Kate was in ahead of time. When they camein, they saw that her room was full of people. But there were three bedsin the room, so they chose a middle-aged woman whom no one caredabout and asked as a colleague of her children, “Hello. Madam, we areyour children’s colleagues. We know that you are a bit under theweather so we come to visit you. How are you feeling now?”

The middle-aged woman was a little flattered, "Are you Will'scolleagues?”

“Yes, we are on good terms with Will." Yessica replied quickly.

The middle-aged woman whispered, "Are you also cooks?”

Camille was a little stunned, but only smiled faintly and did not respond.She changed the subject and asked softly, “Madam, why are there somany people?”

The woman did not continue to worry about their identities. After all,they took flowers and fruits. She replied in a low voice, “The one next tome was injured by jumping from a building. It seemed that she was OK,which was judged from their chat. But she insisted that she was notwell and asked the doctor to write a report...”

“Injury report?”

"Yeah. I think it may be the injury report. These people are all theirfamilies. They are discussing to compensate from the company theinjured work for.”

Camille nodded but didn't say anything. If they were OK, why did theytell the doctor they were still sick?

Could it have been planned from the beginning?

Camille's doubts grew heavier. She glanced at Yessica and said to thewoman, "Madam, hope you get well soon, we are about to leave.”

"Are you leaving now? Shall you leave when Will comes?”

"No, we've got work to do.”

Camille and Yessica left the room and walked out of the hospital insilence. It was only when they were in the car, Yessica asked, “Camille,are these people trying to blackmail?”

"You feel it, too?”

"Well, sort of, the Madam said she was all right.”

Though there was nothing wrong, they didn’t want to leave the hospital.It was obvious that there existed conspiracy.

Camille thought about it carefully and then drove back.

However, she had to go to Simpson Group to see Ayan.

After dropping Yessica at the office, Camille didn't get out of the car.She just told Yessica, “Don’t mention it to anyone that we went to thehospital. There are a lot of people here, and I'm afraid that they mightslip up.”

Camille has always been very cautious at her work, and she would tryto prevent any conceivable risks and accidents.

Yessica nodded. As she walked into the office building, Camille steppedon the gas and drove toward Simpson Group.

She didn't get Ayan informed and went to his office directly.

The reception recognized her and greeted her warmly.

Camille arrived at the floor where Ayan'’s office was located. And assoon as she reached the office door, she saw Kian come out of it, “Mr.Reid, is Ayan inside?”

Kian nodded politely and said, “Yes.” He pushed open the door that hadjust been closed, and the man on the opposite side whispered, “Mr.Simpson, Mrs. Simpson is here.”

Ayan looked up, and his deep sight fell on Camille.

Kian closed the door, leaving Camille and Ayan alone in the office.Looking at each other, Camille asked, "Don't I bother you?"

Ayan could tell a hint of strange, his eyebrows were obviously slightlywrinkled, and he asked in a low voice: "Is there something wronghere?”

Camille went to the couch and sat down. Ayan walked over slowly andshe said, "I went to the hospital just now.”

"To see your dad?”

"No." Camille shook her head, “I went to see the two employees whojumped off the building.”

He frowned. “By yourself? That's when they can't replace anyone to claim.It must be dangerous. Was there any argument?”

His inquiry was a little urgent, one question after another, which madeCamille a little unsure which one to start with.

She pursed her lips slightly and said in a low voice, “I didn't directlyreveal myself. I just pretended to visit a friend, and they didn't know thatI was there.”

Ayan's solemnity relaxed slightly.

He said, "So what did you hear?”

Well. She nodded and told Ayan exactly what she had just heard in thehospital.

Ayan asked, "So you think that the employees jumped off the buildingnot just because of the unwillingness caused by layoffs?”

"Of course. If it is just a matter of unwillingness, there is no need toinvite so many relatives and friends to brain storm constantly.”

He smiled faintly, "You are quite good at speculating what people arethinking about.”

“Isn't that a normal psychological reaction, Mr. Simpson?”

"Well."

Ayan smiled and looked at her. Especially after the incident, hesuddenly realized that he never knew the woman in front of himcompletely. It seemed that she hid many other sides that he didn'tknow.

He said, "You could command Kian for a period of time.”

"Is that OK?"

She looked expectant.

Ayan laughed and said, "Have you already thought about it?"

"Of course not.”

"Really?"

"Well, I did think about it. It's unexpected that you could spell over mymind, so you must keep your word.”

Camille herself did not realize that her tone was a little coquettish anddomineering when she said these words, and the man’s dark eyeswere fixed at her without blinking.

In the end, Camille exchanged a meal for Kain with Ayan. And shewaited here for him to return together.

Because Camille was here, Ayan didn’t ask Kian to deliver them anddrove the car himself.

On the way back, Ayan asked Camille, "Why did you become sointerested in the Armstrong Family?”

Camille was a little stunned, but simply said, "No sweat.”

He took a peak at her head leaning toward the window, then loweredhis voice, “Isn't it because you are softhearted?”