My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 931

Chapter 931: Putting on a Show

Simpson Group's CEO office. Kian posed the same question, "Mr. Simpson, how can Preston clear up the misconception that he didn't betray his fiancée?"

Ayan responded calmly, "That's his business, not something we should concern ourselves with."

Kian nodded understandingly. He was just curious, after all, Preston must be feeling quite restless now, like ants on a hot plate.

If this matter were proven true, while it might not affect the projects he's involved in, it could still cast a negative shadow in front of Molly and the Walker family, right?

At the moment, Preston probably didn't want to completely sever ties with the Walker family, especially Molly. He still needed Molly as a potential lifeline.

So, Ayan had a clear grasp of Preston's intentions.

Given the magnitude of this issue , there couldn't possibly be no reaction from Quintus and Cora. Thus, they needed to keep a close eye on them.

Ayan instructed Kian to monitor the situation closely and contact him immediately if anything arose.

Ayan cautioned, "Don't underestimate them. We were negligent to let Cora escape from the psychiatric hospital. We've learned our lesson once, let's not repeat it."

"Mr. Simpson, I'll be cautious and careful."

"Good. Prioritize safety to avoid being caught off guard."

"Understood."

Kian nodded, then his gaze shifted back to Ayan. He whispered, "Mr. Simpson, should we have Zoie return to Hance as soon as possible?"

"No need. Since Molly has already reached out to her, it proves that she's in a safe situation. After all, she needs to stay and finish this performance with Preston. How can Preston pull it off alone?"

After Kian left the room, Ayan rose and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He lit a cigarette, took a drag, and his expression revealed a touch of detachment. He hadn't shared his thoughts with anyone. He knew that a storm of bloodshed and turmoil was on the horizon. Whether it would be raging waves or an impenetrable forest of mist behind it remained an unknown.

But he was certain that whether it was the former or the latter, it would be a formidable battle.

Preston had bided his time for so long, waiting for the moment both he and the Simpson family would fall together. He must have prepared many things for himself to uncover, proactively plunging into danger. But Ayan was prepared, ready to overcome any challenges. He couldn't afford to lose – he had Camille, Timmy, every individual of the Simpson family, his friends, and the entire Simpson Group.

Ayan took a silent breath, his deep eyes betraying a trace of cold determination.

He stood like that for a while until the phone on his desk, resting in silence, finally rang, breaking the stillness.

He walked over, picked up the phone, and glanced at the caller's name. His expression softened.

He answered, "Hello!"

"Still not done with your work?" It was almost dinner time, and usually, Ayan would have returned by this point. However, today, he hadn't appeared, prompting Camille to make the call.

Ayan chuckled softly, "So, are you calling to check up on me?"

"I'm just asking if you're having dinner. If you're not eating, Timmy and I will go ahead. We won't wait for you."

"Can't you just go along with what I say and make me happy?"

"No."

"Really heartless." He sounded somewhat aggrieved. Camille, on the other hand, remained unmoved, refusing to cooperate. He continued, "I'll be back soon. Will you wait for me?"

"Yeah." Her tone was nonchalant. Just before hanging up, she added, "Drive safely."

"Sure." Ayan's lips curved into a gentle smile, his face softened.

Later that evening, around seven o'clock, Ayan returned to Franklin Bay. He had dinner with Camille and then informed her, "I need to handle some work in my study for about an hour. Once I'm done, I'll be with you."

"Sure, take your time." Camille found this quite reasonable. After all, they had both worked the whole day, and they didn't necessarily need to spend every moment together after work. It was good to have some personal space too.