Female Novel
Chapter 1058: Benefits
Chapter 1058: Benefits
Camille fixed her gaze on Ayan without blinking, not missing any of his reactions.
Her scrutiny made Ayan smile, and he gently asked, "Why are you looking at me like this? Worried that
I'm keeping something from you?"
"Yes, so should you?" Camille didn't deny it and nodded directly in response.
Her direct and honest approach elicited a smile from Ayan. He smirked, "What are you talking about?"
"It's about the Armstrong family."
"No, I don't. I don't care about the Armstrong family's matters unless they're related to you. So I have
no idea what you're referring to."
Ayan's response was calm, and his expression didn't reveal much. Camille wondered if he was telling
the truth or not.
Camille kept a serious expression, and she didn't immediately speak. Her silence made Ayan squint his
eyes and ask, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
Camille pursed her lips, seeming somewhat hesitant. She said, "I don't know if this is true or false. I
thought you might know more than I do, so I wanted to ask."
"So, what exactly are you talking about?"
"She said that Dad has someone else outside, and her coldness and neglect towards me are just
attempts to please Dad. She wants me to cooperate with her to take over Armstrong Corp and
everything related to the Armstrong family," Camille said with a self-deprecating smile and a mocking
glint in her eyes.
Ayan also furrowed his brow slightly, and his voice turned cold, like ice. "So, what benefits can you gain
from this?"
"Probably a bit of maternal love that has no use for her," Camille said with a chilly smile and a cold
tone. She continued, "Honestly, I don't believe her. Even if what she said is true, I don't trust her
ultimate motives. If she can endure silently for her benefit all these years, why tell me now? Isn't she
afraid I'll tell Dad? After all, I can cooperate with her, just like with Dad."
Camille found the terms "mom" and "dad" quite ironic, and she couldn't even bring herself to say them
aloud. She wasn't sure how to address them with her current feelings.
Listening to Camille's words and observing her expression, Ayan realized she was in a bad mood. He
took her hand, and in a low, serious tone, he asked, "So, you wanted to ask me if I knew about this?"
"Yes," Camille nodded, explaining, "I don't even know if it's true or false. So, wasn't it logical to assume
you might have more information than me?"
Ayan's expression turned slightly more serious. Although it wasn't a major issue, it did have some
relevance to Camille, so he needed to be sincere.
After a brief moment of silence, he said, "This matter needs further investigation because I genuinely
don't know. However, if it's true, it will come to light sooner or later, it's just a matter of time."
"What's the point of knowing? For me, it seems to have neither benefits nor drawbacks, as I didn't
cause this situation. I also don't believe that cooperating with her will earn me genuine maternal love,
and I won't use methods I dislike to please her. If the maternal love I get in return isn't sincere and is
based on personal gain, I don't want it. I can't afford it."
Camille vented her frustrations and emotions, and it was only in front of Ayan that she could openly
express all her feelings without restraint.
Although she would also confide in Sienna, she couldn't reveal too much to her. Most of the time, she
appeared strong, as if nothing was wrong. Camille didn't want Sienna to worry too much or confront
those who treated her poorly on her behalf. She didn't want Sienna to be anxious and distressed
because of her anger.
But with Ayan, she didn't have these reservations. Perhaps she felt that Ayan could provide her with
enough security, so she genuinely wanted to rely on him and share all the negative emotions in her
heart.
Ayan understood her mentality well and knew what she was thinking.
So when she finished speaking, Ayan quickly responded, "If you don't want it, we won't do it. It's not
that we can't afford it. Whatever you want, I can satisfy you. If they treat you badly, our parents treat
you well, isn't that enough? If she wants to use you, just stay away and ignore her. If she continues to
bother you, tell her directly that if she doesn't want your conversations to reach her husband's ears, she
shouldn't contact you anymore. Otherwise, you can't guarantee what you might do."
Ayan patiently advised Camille on how to deal with Page. Even though Page was Camille's mother,
Ayan didn't care who it was as long as they treated her poorly or made her unhappy.
Camille nodded gently, and she moved closer to Ayan, leaning into his embrace. She asked with some
concern, "I've been talking about these trivial matters. Won't you find it boring or annoying? After all,
Mr. Simpson's time should belong to orders in the millions and projects worth billions."
Ayan comforted her with a soft voice, saying, "Not at all. Whatever you want to say, no matter how
trivial, I'm willing to listen anytime, anywhere. I'm also willing to provide you with the most thoughtful
advice and solutions. Okay?"
Camille was delighted and tilted her head slightly, looking at his jawline. She reached out and gently
touched it, then leaned in to give him a kiss. She whispered, "You're really wonderful."
Ayan lowered his gaze to meet her eyes and chuckled softly. "Do you feel better now?"
"Yes," Camille nodded.
He then asked, "Do you want to come with me to Dane?"
"No, I won't. I've been quite busy recently, and isn't Grandpa going to the hospital in a few days? I need
to go to the Simpson's mansion and convince him to cooperate with his treatment. Otherwise, it won't
make sense to talk to Dad. Grandpa is really stubborn."
Ayan nodded, feeling reassured with Camille staying at the Simpson's mansion. At least the old
Simpson would listen to Camille. If both Camille and him left Hance, Fletcher and Talia would have a
field day with the old Simpson.
He said, "Thank you for taking care of Grandpa. I'll be back in two days at most. So, for these two days,
if you need to go to the Simpson's mansion, have the driver take you. If you need to return home at
night, you can accompany Sienna. The maid doesn't need to take a break; she can stay at home with
you, okay?"
"Alright," Camille knew he was concerned about her, but she couldn't help but tease, "You really act like
an overprotective mother."
"Absolutely, I'd love to carry you in my pocket and take you everywhere."
"Then give it a try," Camille laughed.
Ayan smiled and then simply embraced her. In a husky voice, he said, "Really want me to try?"
Listening to his husky tone, Camille shivered for a moment and instinctively tried to push him away.
"Back off a bit. I'm a bit thirsty; I need to get some water."novelbin
She wanted to leave his embrace, but Ayan refused to let go. He whispered, "I'm heading to Dane
tomorrow morning, okay?"
"Ayan, can you keep your mind on more wholesome thoughts?" Camille complained, causing Ayan to
chuckle, "I can't think of anything wholesome when I see you. Besides, you're not one for exercise
usually. I'm doing this for your own good, hoping you'll get some physical activity. Is there something
wrong with that?"
He adopted a tone that suggested he was doing it for her own good, making Camille roll her eyes.
However, nothing came of it, as Ayan's phone rang at that moment.
It was Kian calling.
He looked somewhat displeased and reluctant to answer. Camille beat him to it and pressed the
answer button, and on the other end, Kian's voice came through, "Mr. Simpson, Mr. Burris's secretary
just contacted me. Mr. Burris would like to meet with you now. Would you like to meet him?"
Ayan furrowed his brows, his tone devoid of warmth. "Meet me now? Did they mention the reason?"
"No, because it was the secretary who called, so I don't know why Mr. Burris wants to see you," Kian
replied in a low voice, as he had just received the call and immediately contacted Ayan.