Chapter 978: Rest Assured
This immediately made Sienna look visibly dejected, and she asked
softly, "Are you really kicking me out like this?"
"Oh, don't try to act with me. Go on, I have a lot to do."
"What are you going to do?"
âI have some matters to attend to. Mrs. Bell is planning to come over,
probably to talk to me about what happened online today.â
Camille didn't hide anything and explained it directly to Sienna. Sienna,
after hearing this, didn't insist on staying any longer. Instead, she said
to Camille, "Alright, I understand. If you need anything, just give me a
call. If I don't hear from you by nine, I'll come over."
Camille nodded, "Okay, okay."
After seeing Sienna off, Mrs. Bell hadn't arrived yet. Camille sat on the
sofa, staring at her phone in a daze.
She had been closely following the developments online. After the
conversation between Mr. Bell and Ayan that had been posted online,
as of now, Ayan had not responded, and it was already past seven.
What was he thinking?
Of course, Camille was well aware that Ayan couldn't have said those
things. The audio on that end had been manipulated. Nevertheless, if
he continued to remain silent, it would lead to significant trouble, and
Camille was somewhat helpless about the situation.
Camille sighed softly, realizing that the situation was beyond her
control. She picked up her phone and checked online updates. Besides
the audio clip from earlier in the afternoon, there was no other news.
However, this was enough to keep the story's momentum going.
So, who was behind all of this?
During the conversation between Ayan, Mr. Bell, and Kian, there were
only the three of them present. Ayan and Kian could be ruled out as the
culprits. What about Mr. Bell? Did he plan this from the beginning?
Mr. Bell had immediately contacted Ayan upon seeing the messages.
He had explained that he was still on his way back to the hotel and had
no prior knowledge of the situation. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been
aware of it.
Ayan's response had been rather cold, "This may not be your doing,
but it directly involves you. After all, you and I are the parties involved,
aren't we?"
"Ayan, I understand that I may appear to have a motive to be
suspected, but I want to assure you it wasn't me. I would never do such
a thing."
Despite Mr. Bell's repeated denials, Ayan's reaction seemed indifferent.
His expression remained cold, and there was a hint of frostiness in his
voice as he said, "No need to rush with explanations. We'll find out
who's responsible in the end.â
Ayan didn't have time for further discussion and ended the call with Mr.
Bell. He tossed his phone onto his desk, his face tense and extremely
unpleasant.
Kian's expression also tightened, and he asked in a low tone, "Mr.
Simpson, do you think this is related to Mr. Bell?"
"Even if it's not directly related, these conversations were leaked from
his end.â Given that the location was Simpson Group, there were very
few chances for anyone other than Kian to enter his office easily.
Kian nodded slightly, then asked, "Should I investigate this further?"
âNo need. Just wait. This isn't over yet." Ayan seemed to have
expected this turn of events. His face became even colder as the
situation had now escalated. It appeared that the mastermind behind all
of this wanted to firmly pin all the blame on Simpson Group. Only then
would Simpson Group become truly incensed, and this project would
truly become profit-oriented.
So, who stood to gain the most from this situation?
Ayan never spoke without a good reason, so when Kian heard this, he
immediately asked, "There's still an ace up their sleeve. Are they trying
to exploit this situation?"
"Since it's the same issue and it has developed to this extent, wouldn't
adding more fuel to the fire make it even bigger?" Ayan's expression
remained dispassionate, and his voice was devoid of warmth as he
spoke.
"Since it's the same issue and has developed to this point, wouldn't
adding fuel to the fire make it even bigger?" Ayan's expression turned
cold, and his voice remained devoid of warmth.
Kian nodded in agreement and then received further instructions from
Ayan. "Notify the public relations department to work tonight.â
"Alright, I'll go tell them," Kian replied, leaving the office.
Ayan remained in his office, silently gazing out the window. He had
been well-prepared for this situation from the beginning, but the speed
at which events were unfolding had caught him off guard. Nevertheless,
it didn't affect his confidence in the outcome.
All he needed to do now was wait quietly.
As the afternoon passed, Ayan continued working in his office. He also
made a phone call to the old Simpson to update them on the situation,
assuring them that he would resolve it before morning and clear
Simpson Group of any false accusations.
The wait continued without any significant developments until around 8
pm. Kian knocked on the door and entered, his expression somewhat
serious as he addressed Ayan, "Mr. Simpson, Mrs. Bell has gone to find
Mrs. Simpson.â
Ayan's brow furrowed unconsciously, and his expression remained
largely unchanged. He spoke in a calm tone, "She's already there?"
"Yes, just arrived. Our security, who is discreetly protecting Mrs.
Simpson, informed us. They mentioned that Mrs. Simpson and Miss
King seemed to have reconciled today, as they spent the afternoon
together and had dinner. Mrs. Simpson even saw Miss King off at the
door."
Ayan nodded slightly, his expression appearing somewhat relieved. If
Camille and Sienna had truly made amends, it would likely improve
Camille's mood. Sienna was her best friend, and having a best friend
by her side would put his mind at ease.
Ayan didn't provide any further response, and the conversation
returned to the matter of Mrs. Bell's visit to the mansion. He calmly
instructed, "Keep an eye on them for a maximum of one hour. If she
hasn't left by then, have our people enter."
Kian acknowledged and prepared to leave Ayan's office to carry out the
orders.
Kian agreed and was about to leave the office when Ayan stopped him.
"Wait."
Kian turned back. "Yes?"
"Keep our security detail on Mrs. Simpson. If anything happens, our
people will take action. I'll contact Sienna."
Kian acknowledged this and exited the office.
Ayan immediately dialed Sienna's phone number. He learned from her
that Mrs. Bell's visit was anticipated and that Camille had arranged a
time to send her a message. Ayan felt somewhat relieved knowing that
Camille and Sienna had reconciled; Sienna was Camille's best friend,
and her presence could help ease Camille's mood.
Ayan thanked Sienna genuinely, and she replied, "You're welcome. It's
something I should do, not for anyone else but for the bond between
Camille and me."
Ayan assured her, âI understand. You don't need to explain it so
clearly."
Sienna realized her tone had been a bit harsh and softened her voice
as she continued, "Mr. Simpson, I didn't mean anything else.â
Ayan responded, âI know."
Sienna hesitated for a moment and then spoke in a more gentle tone.
"Based on my understanding of Cami, you should give her an
explanation as soon as possible. Once she's past her displeasure, she
might reconsider your relationship. You don't want this incident to
completely drive a wedge between you two, right?"
Ayan replied, "Of course not!"
"Then handle it well."
âThank you."
Ayan repeatedly expressed his gratitude to Sienna, something she
wasn't entirely accustomed to, but she also found it somewhat
satisfying. After all, it was Ayan, and how often did he thank anyone?
Perhaps Camille was the exception.
After finishing the call with Sienna, Ayan's expression grew even more
somber. He was well aware that Siennaâs words were correct, and
thanks to her advice, he had made up his mind. However, he couldn't
help but feel uncertain about his decision. Could Camille truly let go of
the lingering discontent in her heart?
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