Chapter 1101: Flaunt

Chapter 1101: Flaunt

Camille was momentarily stunned upon hearing the old Simpson's

words. Her expression became unusually solemn. She quickly said,

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? You're not allowed to talk

nonsense like this. You promised me that you would come back safely.

You still have to teach Timmy, and look at how well you've educated

Ayan, shaping his values so positively. So, I want Timmy to receive

your guidance too. Moreover, you have to support me. What if Ayan

bullies me?!"

Camille's words made the old Simpson uncomfortable, but he

immediately put on a faint smile and said, "He wouldn't dare. No one

would dare to bully you."

Listening to the old Simpson, Camille felt a deep sense of gratitude.

She looked at the old Simpson and said, "Because you are here, no

one dares to bully me. So, you have to stay here and be well. Only

when you are well can we be happy."

The old Simpson also looked at Camille. How could he not understand

the meaning behind her words?

He looked at Camille, and with a faint smile in his cloudy eyes, he said,

"Good child, I understand your thoughts. I'm not talking negatively. I'm

just worried. After all, accidents can happen anytime. There are some

things I've wanted to tell you for a long time, but the timing wasn't right.”

The old Simpson's words plunged Camille into silence. This feeling was

something she didn't like. It made her feel like they were about to part

ways.

Camille pursed her lips and lowered her head slightly.

The old Simpson looked at her and said, "Cami, open my cabinet and

take out the small box in the middle."

Camille hesitated for a moment, then followed the old Simpson's

instructions. It was a delicate wooden box, and it looked quite old.

Camille handed the box to the old Simpson, who took it but didn't open

it. Instead, he gently touched it, saying, "Cami, there are some things in

this box for you. I'm handing it to you now. If... if something happens,

you can open it then."

Camille shook her head, "I don't want it, Grandpa. I won't accept it. If

you want to give me something, wait until Ayan and I remarry. Give it to

me then. I won't accept it now."

Camille knew that the old Simpson must have prepared a substantial

amount of money that she could spend for a lifetime. She didn't need it.

She had enough money. What she wanted was for the old Simpson to

be healthy.

Camille's response made the old Simpson's face exceptionally somber.

He stared at her, and his voice became a bit hoarse. He said, "Cami,

listen to me."

"Grandpa, please don't say such things. I don't want to hear them. So,

please don't say anything more, okay?" Camille's voice was slightly

hoarse.

Seeing her like this, the old Simpson showed a relieved smile. He

spoke softly, "Cami, I told you, these are just possibilities. I haven't

really cursed myself, right? So, don't be afraid. It's okay. Everyone will

experience parting and death. So, don't have any worries or fears."

Camille remained silent.

The old Simpson continued, "The things in this box were originally

meant for you. Even if you don’t want them, keep them for me. If,

unfortunately, the situation turns bad, you can open it. If everything

goes smoothly, then return it to me as itis. This way, I can rest assured

with you holding onto it. You can also choose what to do with what's

inside. It's good for everyone, right?"

the old Simpson's words left Camille feeling perplexed because she

sensed a hint of implication.

This feeling made Camille quite uneasy, but due to her current

preoccupation with the old Simpson's impending hospitalization, she

didn't dwell on it too deeply.

After numerous reassurances and persuasions from the old Simpson,

Camille finally reached out and took the box.

Holding the box, Camille said to the old Simpson, "Grandpa, I won't

accept it anyway. I'm just holding onto it temporarily for you. After you're

discharged, you should keep it yourself."

"Alright, you're just holding onto it temporarily.”

"Yeah."

Satisfied with the response, Camille nodded contentedly.

After chatting with the old Simpson for a while, Camille offered words of

comfort and encouragement. She also told him to inform the doctors if

anything felt off, emphasizing that they were family, and there was no

need for formality or hesitation.

In the past, these were the things the old Simpson used to say to

Camille. Now that the roles were reversed, the old Simpson felt

immensely gratified.

After a long chat, the old Simpson grew tired. The butler brought his

medicine, and Camille took care of him before leaving the room with

the wooden box.

Back in the living room, everyone looked at Camille holding the wooden

box. Ayan asked, "What's that?"

“It's from Grandpa, but I told him I'm just holding onto it temporarily. I'll

give it back to him after he's discharged,” Camille replied with a low-

spirited tone. Her eyes were slightly red, catching Ayan's deep gaze.

He instinctively reached out, pulled her to sit beside him, and

whispered, "Grandpa trusts you. Just hold onto it for him."

"Yeah," Camille nodded gently.

No one in the Simpsons family found anything strange about the old

Simpson's actions. They didn't harbor jealousy or calculate intricate

schemes. Camille and Ayan stayed at the Simpson's mansion for a

while, discussing the arrangements for the old Simpson's admission to

the hospital the next day.

Ayan, Camille, and Fletcher would accompany the old Simpson to the

hospital, while Talia stayed to watch over Timmy. Aria would go to work

and visit the old Simpson when she had the time.

Because too many people would attract attention, it wasn't about

keeping secrets from each other but avoiding unnecessary

disturbances for the old Simpson. Though the old Simpson had retired

from the business scene, he still commanded immense respect. If news

spread that he was hospitalized, many would rush to visit him.

To prevent such disruptions, they decided to keep the news of the old

Simpson's hospitalization confidential.

With the plans in place, Camille and Ayan left the Simpson's mansion.

Back in Franklin Bay, after taking a shower, the two lay on the bed.

Camille held the wooden box given by her grandpa, lost in thought.

Seeing her like this, Ayan couldn't help but ask, "What are you

thinking?"

"What do you think is inside?"

"Why don't you open it and find out?"

"No." Camille immediately refused, saying, “I promised Grandpa I

would give it back to him later."

"Don't you want to know what's inside?" Ayan teased with a smile.

Camille pouted and said lightly, “Thinking about it is one thing, but

being honest is another, right? Since I've promised my grandfather to

wait until he comes back to open it, I definitely can't open it now."

With that, Camille left the bedroom with the box in hand, and as for

where she hid it, Ayan had no clue.

After about ten minutes, Camille returned to the bedroom. Ayan, seeing

her looking mysteriously secretive, couldn't help but smile and say, "Are

you really guarding against me? Worried I might secretly open it behind

your back?"

"This is a secret between Grandpa and me. I'm doing this for your own

good. After all, it's Grandpa's secret. If you accidentally find out, he

won't be pleased. You know how scary he can get when he's angry. He

might not get mad at me, but he might at you. So, it's better if you don't

know."

Camille pursed her lips, a mischievous glint in her eyes, prompting a

faint smile from Ayan. He said, "So, are you showing off how well

Grandpa treats you compared to me?"