My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 1001

Chapter 1001: Useless

"We're just having a family dinner, it's perfectly normal!" Page said with a smile, her eyes filled with gentleness. If Grace didn't know their intentions, she would never have guessed how ruthless they could be.

Grace furrowed her brows, her voice uncomfortably cold as she declined, "No, I don't want to have dinner, and I don't want to see Camille. I think it's better if I have less contact with her. Mom, please don't force me."

Page was generally quite fond of Grace, so she was straightforward when speaking with her. However, Page was persistent and had a somewhat forceful attitude, saying, "Grace, how can you say that, darling? Is Camille influencing you? You've always been obedient to Mom, and you can't disappoint us. Especially not with Camille's influence. She's selfish, but you're different. You're the heiress of the Armstrong family. If you want what's best for the family, then you should follow the plans your father and I have made."

Grace's face tensed, and she remained still for a moment, seemingly shocked by Page's words. She stared at Page with vacant eyes and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Mom, how can you say that? Camille and I are both your children. You can't treat Camille this way. This is only pushing her further away. Shouldn't a family be harmonious?"

Grace stood up for Camille, and Page's expression turned unpleasant.

Frowning, Page said, "What's gotten into you? Why are you so concerned about Camille? Do you even care about our family, Grace? Everything we're doing is for you. You're the future of Armstrong Corp, and we should be on the same side. Grace, you can't disappoint us."

Page resorted to persuasive tactics, saying many things that felt like brainwashing, leaving Grace feeling somewhat dizzy.

Grace tightened her lips, her expression pale and weary. She put down the book she was holding and, with a low, hoarse voice, said, "Mom, I'm really tired. Please, don't push me. I just want to rest. Can you leave?"

Grace gave her mother an ultimatum, which Page found impolite. In the past, Grace had always been obedient and compliant, following their plans without resistance. So why was she growing more rebellious now?

Page's gaze remained displeased as she looked at Grace. She said, "Grace, how did you become so difficult to handle? Contact Camille right now. She must come to dinner tonight; it's your responsibility, and you must complete it."

Page's attitude was unwavering, and there was no room for negotiation in this matter.

She didn't know whether Grace had agreed or not, but Grace remained expressionless throughout the conversation.

Page believed that Camille had silently consented and her expression softened. Her voice turned gentle as she said, "Grace, be a good girl. Don't make your dad angry. He's already upset because you spoke up for Camille. So, try to please him, and don't do things he doesn't like, okay?"

Grace continued to look at her mother with a furrowed brow, her voice low and hoarse as she asked, "Mom, do you even know what you're saying?"

"Of course," Page replied with a smile. "Our good days are still ahead of us. Everything we're doing now is for our future life. So, we can't afford any slip-ups, alright?"

Grace didn't give a direct response but asked, "Where's my phone? Can you give it to me now?"

Page hesitated for a moment, considering that she wanted Grace to contact Camille. She then took the phone out of her pocket and handed it to her, saying, "Here's your phone. Make sure to handle the situation properly, okay?"

"Okay," Grace responded in a detached manner.

Page gave a few more instructions before finally leaving Grace's room.

Grace didn't call Camille but instead clutched her phone tightly, sitting on the bed without getting up. After a moment of silence, she unlocked her phone and sent a message to Horace: "Are you available? Can we talk?"

Horace replied almost instantly, and the phone call came through.

Grace quickly got up, locked her bedroom door, and then answered the call.

Horace's voice came through from the other end of the line, "Grace? Are you okay?"