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My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 980

Chapter 980: Pitiable

Camille hadn't responded yet when Rex emerged from the mansion. Even in casual attire, he exuded a natural air of elegance. His demeanor was friendly, and he wore a faint smile as he observed the two women engrossed in conversation. He didn't want to disturb them but had a task to fulfill.

He looked at both of them and said softly, "Isn't it tiring to chat like this? I'm thinking, why don't we just break down this wall and make it easier for you two to chat anytime?"

Sienna cast him a brief glance, clearly annoyed at his sudden appearance interrupting her chat with Camille. She replied coolly, "Thanks, but we'd prefer to maintain a bit of distance."

Rex could sense her irritation but still walked up to her, placing a hand on her waist, and then turned to Camille, saying, "Cami, see how mean she is to me normally?"

Camille, with a smile, responded, "Sorry, Mr. Ward, I didn't see or hear anything just now, so I don't know."

Rex sighed dramatically, "Cami, I thought you were the fairest and most just. Shouldn't you support justice over friendship?"

"Am I that kind of person?" Camille chuckled. "You shouldn't be fooled. I've always been biased towards my friend."

Sienna raised an eyebrow provocatively and said, "Stop trying to drive a wedge between us. Even if you talk until you're blue in the face, it won't affect our relationship."

Camille laughed and watched Sienna, who was clearly carefree and happy. Camille genuinely wished for Sienna to always remain this carefree. Sienna had repressed too much in the past, and while Camille didn't pry, she hoped Sienna could enjoy her life more, especially now that she was with Rex.

The three of them chatted in the garden for a while before dispersing. Although they hadn't mentioned Ayan explicitly, the conversation continually revolved around him.

As Camille returned to her house, her thoughts remained fixated on Ayan, making her restless. Around 10 PM, a person claiming to be a resident of Fola Village posted a message.

This person introduced themselves as a resident of Fola and a family member of the victim in this incident. They claimed that the victim's life was in danger but due to the immense influence of Simpson Group, they couldn't even go to the hospital. They had to hide, fearing that Simpson Group's people would find them and force them to deny any connection between the incident and Simpson Group or Modest Temple Hotel.

They expressed their fear and helplessness, emphasizing how unfortunate their situation was. They sought assistance and implored everyone to speak on their behalf to Simpson Group. They offered to cover their own medical expenses, requesting only that Simpson Group no longer prevent hospitals from treating them.

In addition, they shared many photos depicting the victim's injuries and their desperate attempts to find medical help.

The photos showed the severe injuries, with visible bone on the knee and a battered and bruised face. It was a heartbreaking sight.

The current environment was filled with compassion, and witnessing such scenes naturally triggered an outpouring of empathy.

Simpson Group's official social media accounts were inundated with criticism. Ayan had ordered a team to compile information about the troublemakers and the sensationalist media. These team members were now overwhelmed because there were so many of them – too numerous to count. Some individuals even enlisted friends and family to join in the online berating.

Simpson Group was instantly painted as a heartless, oppressive corporation. This public perception had consequences, not only for the company but also for its employees. Anyone revealed to work for Simpson Group was subjected to the same vitriol.

Some impassioned protesters even took their anger to the streets, egging the doors of Simpson Group's building, leaving the entrances in disarray. All of this quickly became a top trending topic.

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