My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 954

Chapter 954: Wondering

Ayan reclined in the back seat, leaning comfortably against the sofa. The coldness in his demeanor was striking, and his eyes seemed to convey a clear message to the three people in the room: he would not shoulder the consequences of their reckless decisions.

The atmosphere in the room grew silent, and everyone's faces turned somber, especially Mr. Mikkola, who let out a dissatisfied snort and said, "Does Mr. Simpson have objections to my suggestions? Why do you always shoot down my ideas every time?"

"If that's how Mr. Mikkola feels, then so be it. So, are you agreeing or disagreeing?" Ayan chuckled lightly, completely without any tact or pretense. Since the other party felt that way, he might as well admit it.

After all, that was his real thought, and there was nothing to hide.

Ayan squinted his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the faces and expressions of the three people. Seeing no response, he asked, neither quickly nor slowly, "Is there anything wrong with my proposal, or do you think I'm being too heartless?"

He smiled faintly, showing no signs of remorse for his words. In fact, he concluded, "Since none of you have objections, I'll take it as your approval. So, with regards to the next steps, do as you please. I won't interfere, and everything will follow your plan without the need to consider my opinion."

After saying these words, Ayan stood up from the sofa and looked down at the three people in the room. His gaze was as cold as ever, and he didn't say another word. He simply turned and walked out of the private room.

As soon as Ayan left, the atmosphere in the room quieted down. Mr. Mikkola's emotions surged, and he placed his hands on his hips, slamming the coffee table heavily. He said, "What does he mean by this? Didn't he call us here to discuss? Why does it seem like he's implying that we forced him into this?"

Mr. Bell's expression also turned slightly stiff, and he spoke in a calm tone, "Since he has already made his decision, let's deal with this matter as soon as possible. Weren't you planning to meet with the other party in person? This way, we can show our sincerity and get a better understanding of the other side."

Only then did Mr. Mikkola somewhat restrain his emotions; otherwise, he might have continued venting his frustration.

He replied, "Mr. Bell, you know me well. I'm doing this for the sake of our cooperation. Right now, this is the most reliable method, but I need your support to have the motivation to handle this. What do you think?"

Mr. Bell asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"We still need to persuade Mr. Simpson. Although he doesn't agree with our decision, we are all part of the same project and the same team. It wouldn't be right for outsiders to see that our project is not on the same page, especially since our project theme is charity. So, no matter what, we should maintain a harmonious relationship. Do you agree?" Mr. Mikkola's gaze was fixed on Mr. Bell, and there was a hint of testing in his eyes. However, Mr. Bell didn't say anything and simply nodded gently.

Because the club belonged to Ayan, and Ayan had already left, there was no need for the three of them to stay any longer.

So, after exchanging a few words, they left.

Ayan had already left the club and was heading towards Franklin Bay.

Kian was driving, and he sat in the back seat, staring out the window with a cold expression. He glanced at Ayan through the rearview mirror several times before finally asking in a low voice, "Mr. Simpson, if you agree to step back, should we still go to Fola? It doesn't seem necessary, does it?"

Ayan's gaze drifted lazily to meet Kian's eyes through the mirror. He didn't respond immediately, and his expression was chilly. He said, "Of course, we should go. You'll accompany me. But we should keep our travel plans secret. Preston and Cora are both in Hance, and leaving at this moment would be the best chance for them to meet. We need to do everything in our power to prevent them from meeting. Have someone keep an eye on Preston, and if there's any movement, act before him. The goal is simple: prevent them from meeting."

Kian nodded, a touch of worry in his eyes. "Mr. Simpson, if they do meet, and considering Preston's intentions to harm you, he will surely talk to Mrs. Simpson immediately."