My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 717

Chapter 717 Trust

Horace looked faintly, his eyes looked at Grace for a moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly and asked faintly, "Does Miss Armstrong have any opinion on this matter?"

Grace doesn't understand what Horace's question means.

She just wrinkled her brows slightly, her face a little stiff as she asked, "What does Mr. Burris mean by that?"

"Don't think too much, it's just that nowadays Armstrong Corp is more in charge of you and me, although Mr. Armstrong is the chairman of Armstrong Corp, but Armstrong Corp now all the matters are handled by you and me to execute, so I think it's necessary for us to communicate with each other, especially this matter in front of us. What do you think?"

Horace's expression is cold and his words are without any temperature or ripple, just like a machine that has no feelings.

Horace's eyes did not leave Grace's face for half a second from beginning to end, he kept watching her as if trying to see something in her eyes and in every word and action?

Grace did not notice this, she is simple-minded, and can not see through Horace's mind and the city, so at this moment after hearing Horace's question, she is also serious thinking, followed by the voice: "plagiarism of this matter my personal opinion is naturally like Mr. Burris said, since Mr. Burris believe in the designer I am not without personal opinions and ideas, I just simply believe in Mr. Burris, so I am willing to choose to believe in the people Mr. Burris believes in."

"Does Miss Armstrong mean that you believe who I believe?"

Grace didn't understand why he asked that question, but nodded in response, "Hmm."

Horace took out his phone and opened the album and clicked on the first picture and handed it to Grace, who was flabbergasted for a moment before she looked down at the picture displayed on her phone screen.

Her eyes followed suit and her face stiffened incredulously as she said, "Mr. Burris, this can't be, there must be a misunderstanding."

"Miss Armstrong, you just said you'd believe it if I believed it, and you're changing your mind so soon?" Horace's face was faintly pale, his dark eyes overflowing with a few moments of faint coldness as he said, "Do you think I would have come to you if there wasn't enough definitive proof?"

Grace had no more sound, her face stiffened in silence and she just froze motionless.

Horace's low voice rang out again as he said, "This is about you the Armstrongs, so are you going to handle it yourself or will I?"

Grace pursed her lips for a long time before saying, "I'll do it, I'll handle it."

She seems to have gathered a lot of courage, her voice has little emotion, low and soft.

Horace didn't stay much longer, but just told Grace that the sooner the better, the better, and that it was important to get it sorted out this morning.

Because he can wait, Armstrong Corp can't.

Armstrong Corp wait one more second, the loss is money, the original suffered a heavy blow Armstrong Corp has not yet fully recovered, if another heavy blow after the consequences can not be predicted, this Grace even an amateur also clearly know.

After Horace left the office, Grace's entire body sat down smoothly on a side chair, the expression on her face was almost indifferent, the bottom of her eyes were also dull, she just kept a posture stiff for a long time.

At the same time, Camille arrived at the museum.

Because the computer has not yet been returned, it is still only paper drawing, but Camille's basic skills are very resistant, so this is not difficult for her.

Her speed with the pen is no slower than others with the computer, so there is no delay in the progress of work, but a person does a good job, someone who is not used to it will still be the same nitpick.

Louise has been unhappy with Camille because of the leave of absence, and she has been thinking about how to find something wrong with Camille and how to take advantage of it.

But after a long time there was no chance, until Camille put down her pen and picked up a glass of water to drink, she suddenly came to feel.

She said, not too gently, "Camille, why don't you bring your computer with you? It's not convenient for you like this!"