My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 716

Chapter 716 Brainless

This is Camille's turn to say nothing, after all, he is also right, he is Ayan, he has no need to be modest capital and bottom.

With Ayan's help, Camille also understood that Horace was not responsible for the incident.

As to whether this is true or not Ayan also told Camille, he said, "You don't need to rush to find out the answer here, Horace is more anxious than you, this project is his first project after coming to Armstrong Corp, if there is really a problem, the person in charge is him again, he will be in Armstrong Corp."

"Well, I understand what you mean, it's about Armstrong Corp, I won't interfere, besides, do you think I should give the Armstrong Corp shares back to THE Armstrong family?"

Camille was a little uncertain, but she wasn't worried about what anyone thought of her, whether they thought she was hogging the little shares to get a piece of the pie or had ulterior motives, it didn't matter, she didn't care.

But she wanted to know what Ayan thought.

After her words were asked, Ayan did not give an answer immediately, but only asked lightly, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Camille a couple of words to carry over Brody's meaning, for Brody, probably the only way to hold the majority of shares in their own hands is to feel the most secure, although from the beginning with the greatest benefit to Horace to invest, but after the sweetness of the rest of the natural only belong to their own interests.

It's just that Brody thinks too simply, trying to have the best of both worlds is a rare thing in this world.

Camille said, "But I have no intention of going soft or letting the pressure sway me from my own decision, and the reason I'm asking you is just that I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me."

"How?" Ayan's voice was gentle, his voice low and mute, "I will always support your decision, whether it is right or wrong for outsiders but as long as you decide, I support you unconditionally."

Ayan's words brought a light smile to Camille's face, a smile that couldn't be hidden from the corners of her mouth, and she said, "You trust me that much?"

"That's not believing, that's mindless favoritism." His voice was low and he said it with utmost seriousness, more still as if he was expressing his determination with Camille, wanting to let her know that he was on her side.

But his words caused Camille to faintly stare, filled with his last four words, brainless favoritism?

What is it?

How does it feel as if she is a seductive siren swaying him, a decent man?

Camille grunted lightly and said indifferently, "Stop talking now."

Ayan laughed and he said, "What? I've said that and you're still not satisfied?"

"How am I to be satisfied?" Isn't she satisfied that she wants to admit that she charmed people?

His low chuckle in his ear, his gentle voice also followed slowly: "Your insistence is correct, if I were you, I would do the same as you, because only you can control your own decisions, except for your own their decisions and guarantees are only temporary, if you want Armstrong Corp never to fall into the hands of outsiders, you must hold the hands of If you want Armstrong Corp to never fall into the hands of outsiders, you must hold the shares in your hands, although it is just an insignificant point, but sometimes this point can determine the life and death of a business."

Ayan teased, but immediately after teasing, he gave the most objective idea to let her not have any pressure.

As for the truthfulness of his words is naturally the answer given from his own point of view, because he did not want her to be subjected to any oppression, and only by making it clear to her that she was not the only one who would make such a decision, she would not doubt herself.

The two of them talked for a long time about Armstrong Corp, and it was the first time they talked as long as they did about their work. Camille clearly realized that Ayan was much more than what he appeared to be, he was like a treasure that would be discovered the deeper they dug.

Describing Ayan as a treasure is quite a match.

Camille couldn't help but smile.

By now it was late at night, the daytime bustle of Hance City is now silent, before Camille rest, Maple Leaves Mansion has basically turned off the lights.

But the suite not far from Camille is still lit, the man sitting at his desk, a pair of dark pale eyes unblinkingly staring out the window, the office door was knocked on at this time.

His secretary came in and whispered, "Mr. Burris, it's late, aren't you resting?"