After about half a minute, Grace shook her head and muttered softly, "Impossible. It can't be. Dad wouldn't do that. Is their relationship all for show?"
Grace was talking to herself, posing questions and answering them.
Camille remained silent, watching her closely.
Grace met Camille's gaze and whispered, "Cami, are you joking with me?"
Camille maintained her steady look, her voice devoid of warmth. "If you think I'm joking, then I really don't know what to say. I've told you before; I'm not so bored as to make up these things for fun. So you decide if what I'm saying is worth believing."
Grace fell silent and couldn't find any words. Deep down, she knew Camille wasn't lying. Camille didn't need to go through this effort to drive a wedge between her and the Armstrong family. This was not the way.
Struggling to accept this shocking revelation, Grace's heart raced when she considered her parents' seemingly genuine affection for each other, only to realize it had all been an act. She remained silent, her expression deeply solemn.
Camille's voice broke the silence. "By now, you should have your answers. I don't need to say much more. The purpose of my visit today wasn't originally to inform you about this. In fact, I had no intention to tell you when I first found out about this. But seeing you like this, I thought if I didn't tell you, you might still harbor hopes or guilt towards the Armstrong family or our parents. So, I felt that I should at least tell you. It's not your fault. Most of what's happening now is driven by their selfishness. If they weren't so focused on their own interests, things wouldn't have come to this."
Grace softly nodded in acknowledgment of Camille's words.
She met Camille's eyes and said, "I understand what you're saying. I'm just finding it incredibly hard to believe. I never thought something like this could happen to me. This is all so unexpected."
Grace forced a bitter smile. Her expression grew colder, her eyes clouded with sadness. In a low, hoarse voice, she continued, "You're telling me all this to help me regain my composure. I understand your intention. My current state isn't because I don't trust what you've told me. It's just that I need some time to accept it. I'll process it on my own."
"Okay, now that you understand the reasoning, let me tell you the purpose of my visit today," Camille said, maintaining her gaze. Although she couldn't fully comprehend Grace's emotional turmoil, she understood the difficulty of Grace's situation. If her relationship with the Armstrong family were as profound as Grace's, she might find it equally challenging to accept. Yet Camille was different; her relationship with the Armstrong family had always been distant. Regardless of what Brody and Page did, she could easily accept it as she had no emotional ties. So, she could view the situation with detachment.
Camille gave Grace a deep look but spoke calmly, "Considering the current situation, would you consider leaving Hance City temporarily until all these messy affairs settle down?"
Grace wasn't surprised by Camille's words, so she quickly asked, "Did Horace come to talk to you and persuade me?"
Camille looked at Grace and casually asked, "Why do you ask like that?"
"Just an instinctual thought. So, was it him?"
"Not exactly, but he has that intention. Because you're still in Hance City, the Armstrong family is already keeping an eye on him. If they find out that you're here, they'll likely locate you quickly. The Armstrong family is ruthless, and you might think I'm being cold, but it's the reality!"
Camille smiled lightly, yet there was no humor in her eyes, her lips forming a sardonic curve.
Grace quickly explained, "I didn't think that way."
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