Chapter 329: Heartbreaking
Mr. Moss hung his head a little overwhelmed, whispered: âI know that
this incident he did bring the Simpson Group a considerable loss, I also
understand that he has nothing to make people sympathetic pity, I also
just pity his parents, wife and children, he is I watched all the way over,
seriously, he became like this I am also responsible for.
Although I knew I couldn't plead for mercy, I still couldn't do it.
Mr. Moss" attitude was very low, he kept his head slightly down
throughout, his words were sincere and his attitude was very
harmonious.
But Ayan wouldn't let anyone who hurt Simpson Group go, so he finally
refused.
Without hope Mr. Moss also did not say anything, he would have been
in the mindset of trying.
But just as he was about to get up and leave, Ayan said unhurriedly:
"This time he is not the mastermind but just being used, Simpson
Group and the industry is certainly not tolerate him, I can not be so soft-
hearted as to plead for him, so I can guarantee that the prosecution
side how to deal with it, I will not use Simpson I will not continue to sue
him in the name of the Simpson Group.â
Ayan was not being soft-hearted, just leaving Mr. Moss with a touch of
comfort.
Mr. Moss thanked him repeatedly before he left the office.
Ayan is not making fun of the Simpson Group, it's just that things have
happened and there's no point in holding on to something.
There are too many enemies in this circle to treat everyone as
enemies, more must still be partners to do so.
Ayan leaned on the sofa and reached out to light a cigarette, he sent it
to his mouth and inhaled it before he realized after the fact that he had
been smoking a lot recently and immediately extinguished it after
thinking about it.
Daytime to the Simpson's manson side the old Simpson did not answer
whether he wanted Camille to go to the Simpson's manson or not?
After thinking carefully at this moment of silence, he finally made a call
out.
The other party answered quickly.
Somewhat anxiously, he asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"ls tomorrow convenient?"
He asked faintly.
The other person said, "Well, what's it going to be?"
"Pick Camille up from the villa and take her back to her apartment? I
think she'll be happy that you're picking her up.â
He said in a low voice.
There was no sound from the other side, and a short silence before
asking, "Why don't you go pick her up yourself? I think she would be
happier if you went to pick her up.
"Miss King, are you sure she'll want to see me again after being locked
up by me for so long?"
Ayan hooked his lips a smile, but the smile is not strong, but let people
hear a low faint mockery.
Sienna said faintly, "How do you know she doesn't want to see you?"
Because Sienna knows Camille's mind, if Ayan is willing to pick her up,
Camille should be happy, right?
But Ayan didn't say yes or no, he just said, "You go, just so you can
accompany her to the hospital to see Grandma, huh?"
"Good."
"Thanks."
He said seriously.
"You're welcome."
Sienna doesn't quite understand what he means. On the one hand, he
seems to be very cold to Camille, but on the other hand, he is
particularly attentive to Camille-related matters.
She sighed silently and didn't ask too many questions about the
couple's affairs.
Ayan finished his work early after talking to Sienna on the phone and
he drove to the hospital.
He hasn't been around lately, so he just took the opportunity to visit
Grandma today, just in time to pave the way for Camille to come over
and see her tomorrow.
Grandma was overjoyed to see Ayan.
Still visibly lost without Camille, she asked, "Why didn't she come with
you?"
"She is at the Simpson's manson with grandpa, recently there are many
things, I asked her to go back to the Simpson's manson to live for a
while, she is pregnant, too many things will affect her mood is not good
for health, so these days did not come to see you, you will not be angry,
right?"
"How come? It's good that you arranged it this way. "Grandmother was
convinced of his words.
Ayan is a good conversationalist, and he made his grandmother laugh
with a few words, and the atmosphere in the ward was extraordinarily
good.
Ayan said, "You have to prepare yourself in the next two days, Dr. Ellis
is back and the surgery may be one of those days."
"Well, you have a heart, and Dr. Ellis came over to talk to me about it
yesterday."
Grandma smiled, with relief in her eyes, and naturally knew it was all
because of Camille.
The grandmother thought deeply about it and finally said to Ayan in a
shallow voice, "Surgery is risky and I don't know if I'll be able to get off
the operating table, Ayan, if anything happens to me, you must tell
Cami, don't be sad and don't feel guilty, she has done her filial duty.â
"Grandma, Cami doesn't want to hear you say those words, so stop it,
huh?"
Ayan slightly serious interrupted the grandmother's words, the old man
just a smile, but the bottom of the eyes flooded with tears, after all,
older, more or less bottomless, but in order to live a few more years,
and want to work hard and gamble.
Ayan stayed with his grandmother for dinner before leaving, and before
he left, he promised her that Camille would come to stay with her
tomorrow, and she nodded and agreed.
When he saw him coming to the hospital, Dr. Ellis subconsciously
asked, "You came to see Eileen?"
"You gossip too?"
Ayan smiled warmly, a handsome face without much emotion.
Dr. Ellis laughed, âThe hospital is all abuzz, and it's hard not to know
which Miss Khan lives here."
Ayan went to the couch and sat down, Dr. Ellis handed him a glass of
water, then he asked, "Grandma's surgery, when you give me a
sentence, is it sure?"
He wanted the best of both worlds, for Camille not to be sad and for
Grandma to go through this journey.
As for the answer, Dr. Ellis wasn't particularly precise about whether it
was big or not, but simply told Ayan, âI'll do my best.â
That said, Ayan naturally will not continue to ask what, because Dr.
Ellis's words are enough to explain how much certainty!
In the evening, Molly is nestled on the sofa in her hotel room, with the
meal she ordered on the coffee table in front of her but hasn't touched
much.
After going to the police station during the day she was determined to
tell Preston that she had done what he wanted, and wanted to ask him
what he was going to do next.
But she was afraid to reach out, so she had to do nothing but wait for
Preston to find her.
The more she waited, the more chaotic her mind became. Just when
she was about to lose her patience, the doorbell of her hotel room
suddenly rang.
Her eyes were stunned, and her cheeks immediately emerged with a
stony tension, and her heart subconsciously thought of could it be the
police coming for her?
She came down from the sofa even shoes can not even care to wear,
bare feet gently walk to the door, through the cat's eye to look out, a
head hat, wearing a black dress man standing outside, the reason can
be sure that is a man, because of the height.
Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately opened the door.
The man outside walked in, and when they looked at each other, Molly
asked incredulously, "Brother? Is it really you?"
The man did not speak, but immediately closed the door, and then took
off his hat before revealing a face to look at Molly.
He said lightly, "It's me."
At this moment, Preston and the previous gentle and elegant dress
neat and clean he is judged by two people, his clothes are the most
poor quality material, the head of the hat is still wet with rain, the
handsome face has obvious bruises and fight or scraped by something
left traces, because there is no scab, so look extraordinarily shocking.
Molly stood there stiff and motionless, eyes full of this wretched man,
heartbroken.
Nothing can be said, directly into his arms tightly embracing him.
Preston did not move, just let Molly hug, until her emotions gradually
stabilized, Molly then hurriedly said: "Brother, why are you here? Will
you be discovered if you come over like this?"
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