My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 624

Chapter 624 Speculation

Kian was slightly stunned, the phone in his hand continued to ring, and Ayan's gaze remained on him, as if he was displeased with his sluggish actions, and asked expressionlessly, "Want me to help you?"

Kian immediately shook his head, "No need to."

Kian immediately pressed the answer and spoke in a low voice, "Mrs. Simpson!"

Camille didn't think much of it and asked softly, "The online opinion didn't have much of an impact, did it?"

Kian subconsciously looked at Ayan, but he leaned back in his office chair without any reaction or action. Even the slightest emotion and ripples couldn't be seen from his handsome face. His deep eyes were slightly narrowed. They did not know what he was thinking.

Like he didn't hear it.

Kian didn't dare to keep Camille waiting, and immediately responded, "It's okay, it's not a big impact, but these people talk too much, and Mr. Simpson's mood is a bit bad."

Talking tactics are important. One can not say the words to the full, nor express the meaning vaguely. So he needed to be tentative and careful to look at Ayan's face to answer the question.

Ayan did not stop him, nor did he show any displeasure or emotion, so naturally he was satisfied with it.

Kian also breathed a secret sigh of relief and lowered his eyes as he waited for Camille's response.

Camille said, "Is he okay? What are you going to do about this? I think it's better to issue a statement to clarify, after all, the netizens' hands can't be controlled, and may continue to say something unpleasant that will affect Simpson Group and him."

Kian's gaze went back to Ayan, but he did not respond at all. Kian could only whisper: "Mrs. Simpson, Mr. Simpson is not in a good mood, and I'm afraid Mr. Simpson will not accept or listen to my suggestion at this time. The best way is, Mrs. Simpson, you personally call or come to the company to meet Mr. Simpson. I think Mr. Simpson will listen to your advice ."

"Kian, you think too highly of me, how could he possibly listen to me?"

Camille murmured.

There rose a inexplicable emotion within her. Ayan's bad mood was also reasonable. After all, in such cases, who can not be upset?

Camille slightly pursed her lips in silence, and suddenly she did not know what to say.

Kian added: "Mr. Simpson will naturally listen to Mrs. Simpson's words. How will you know until you try? Because of this, Mr. Simpson has not had lunch until now. It should be because of this, he lost his appetite."

Kian finished, eyes at the man in front of the desk. He gave a cool glance without rebuttal, but there was a warning in his eyes, neither angry nor happy.

Camille's voice did not immediately ring out and the atmosphere was briefly quiet before she was heard saying, "Is he busy today?"

"It's fine. He would have been busy, but after this incident happened, he had to put off a lot of work. Especially those hateful comments on the Internet, I think this is a slander, and it is unfair to Mr. Simpson. It is too bad, Mrs. Simpson, don't you think?"

Kian no longer looked at the hint on Ayan's face. He was thinking now that Ayan had asked him to answer Camille's phone in front of him, and then he wanted to hear what Camille had to say.

Kian thought that Mr. Simpson of course hoped that his wife could care for him, which might make him happy, and that his year-end bonus would rise, so he would be the one to get the benefits. So Kian put in hard work to exaggerate Ayan's aggrievance.

Camille rarely saw Kian so emotional, so she thought that Ayan's mood must be very bad, and because so many things had happened in recent days, he must not be in a good mood, so she was a little wavered in her heart.

Camille pursed her lips slightly as she hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "Would it bother him if I went over there later?"

"Of course not." Kian's tone was slightly agitated, so Ayan frowned and glanced at him unhappily. He immediately pretended to be calm and said, "Mrs. Simpson, then send me a message when you arrive, I'll come down to pick you up."

"No, I'll go up myself, you just go about your business."

"Good, then I'll arrange a driver to pick you up!"

"Well, please Kian."

"It's all what I'm supposed to do."

After saying goodbye to each other, the call ended.

Kian tucked his phone away and gazed at Ayan, seemingly waiting for praise and compliments.