Female Novel
Chapter 624 Speculation
Chapter 624 Speculation
Kian was slightly stunned, the phone in his hand continued to ring, and Ayan's gaze remained on him,
as if he was displeased with his sluggish actions, and asked expressionlessly, "Want me to help you?"
Kian immediately shook his head, "No need to."
Kian immediately pressed the answer and spoke in a low voice, "Mrs. Simpson!"
Camille didn't think much of it and asked softly, "The online opinion didn't have much of an impact, did
it?"
Kian subconsciously looked at Ayan, but he leaned back in his office chair without any reaction or
action. Even the slightest emotion and ripples couldn't be seen from his handsome face. His deep eyes
were slightly narrowed. They did not know what he was thinking.
Like he didn't hear it.
Kian didn't dare to keep Camille waiting, and immediately responded, "It's okay, it's not a big impact,
but these people talk too much, and Mr. Simpson's mood is a bit bad."
Talking tactics are important. One can not say the words to the full, nor express the meaning vaguely.
So he needed to be tentative and careful to look at Ayan's face to answer the question.
Ayan did not stop him, nor did he show any displeasure or emotion, so naturally he was satisfied with it.
Kian also breathed a secret sigh of relief and lowered his eyes as he waited for Camille's response.
Camille said, "Is he okay? What are you going to do about this? I think it's better to issue a statement to
clarify, after all, the netizens' hands can't be controlled, and may continue to say something unpleasant
that will affect Simpson Group and him."
Kian's gaze went back to Ayan, but he did not respond at all. Kian could only whisper: "Mrs. Simpson,
Mr. Simpson is not in a good mood, and I'm afraid Mr. Simpson will not accept or listen to my
suggestion at this time. The best way is, Mrs. Simpson, you personally call or come to the company to
meet Mr. Simpson. I think Mr. Simpson will listen to your advice ."
"Kian, you think too highly of me, how could he possibly listen to me?"
Camille murmured.
There rose a inexplicable emotion within her. Ayan's bad mood was also reasonable. After all, in such
cases, who can not be upset?
Camille slightly pursed her lips in silence, and suddenly she did not know what to say.
Kian added: "Mr. Simpson will naturally listen to Mrs. Simpson's words. How will you know until you try?
Because of this, Mr. Simpson has not had lunch until now. It should be because of this, he lost his
appetite."
Kian finished, eyes at the man in front of the desk. He gave a cool glance without rebuttal, but there
was a warning in his eyes, neither angry nor happy.
Camille's voice did not immediately ring out and the atmosphere was briefly quiet before she was heard
saying, "Is he busy today?"
"It's fine. He would have been busy, but after this incident happened, he had to put off a lot of work.
Especially those hateful comments on the Internet, I think this is a slander, and it is unfair to Mr.
Simpson. It is too bad, Mrs. Simpson, don't you think?"
Kian no longer looked at the hint on Ayan's face. He was thinking now that Ayan had asked him to
answer Camille's phone in front of him, and then he wanted to hear what Camille had to say.
Kian thought that Mr. Simpson of course hoped that his wife could care for him, which might make him
happy, and that his year-end bonus would rise, so he would be the one to get the benefits. So Kian put
in hard work to exaggerate Ayan's aggrievance.
Camille rarely saw Kian so emotional, so she thought that Ayan's mood must be very bad, and because
so many things had happened in recent days, he must not be in a good mood, so she was a little
wavered in her heart.
Camille pursed her lips slightly as she hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "Would it bothernovelbin
him if I went over there later?"
"Of course not." Kian's tone was slightly agitated, so Ayan frowned and glanced at him unhappily. He
immediately pretended to be calm and said, "Mrs. Simpson, then send me a message when you arrive,
I'll come down to pick you up."
"No, I'll go up myself, you just go about your business."
"Good, then I'll arrange a driver to pick you up!"
"Well, please Kian."
"It's all what I'm supposed to do."
After saying goodbye to each other, the call ended.
Kian tucked his phone away and gazed at Ayan, seemingly waiting for praise and compliments.
But only to see Ayan glance at him expressionlessly, his handsome face with unknown emotions and
his deep eyes indifferent to the extreme, he said, "You know how to guess my mind very well?"
Kian froze and whispered, "Don't you want Mrs. Simpson to come and see you?"
Ayan chortled and raised an eyebrow, "What do you think?"
Kian shook his head, just not knowing what was exactly on his mind.
Kian did not know what was on Ayan's mind, only that after Camille came, he was sitting at the desk
with a sad look on his face and seemed to be in a very bad mood.
Seeing this Kian instantly understood that Mr. Simpson was a great actor.
Kian did not dare to interrupt and rushed out of the office, leaving all the space for the two.
Ayan looked at her as if he didn't know she would come over, a flash of surprise in his eyes, and asked
in a gentle voice, "Why did you suddenly come over? Don't you need to stay with Timmy?"
His words gave Camille a few hints.
Is this blaming her for giving all her time to Timmy?
Camille flinched slightly and immediately dismissed the thought, thinking she must have been
overthinking it.
She pursed her lips and said: "Mom is with him, I came out for some business and just happened to
pass by, so I came up to visit. I saw all the things online, you... Is everything okay?"
Ayan narrowed his eyes slightly, and did notpoint out her excuse, but just led her to the sofa and asked
her to sit down. Then he said, "What is it?"
His voice was indifferent and it was easy to get the impression that he might be in a bad mood, which
was exactly what Camille thought of.
Camille stared at him. "What are you going to do about this? I see that the Simpson Group has not
issued a statement and other responses so far, so no action will be misunderstood by the outsiders,
right?"
"What do you think I should do?"
He asked in a low voice, like a good student who was open to advice.
Camille was also stunned, seemingly not expecting him to ask, but she was not a bystander in this
matter, so it was impossible to pretend that nothing was wrong.
She said, "It needs to be clarified, right?"
"After clarification, will they shut up?" Ayan poured a glass of water for her and handed it to her, his
voice becoming more and more gentle: "If Austin shut up after the clarification, then it wouldn't be
Austin, not to mention that the matter has alerted the police, so let the police investigate it."
He's got a lot of confidence. Camille knew that even if the police did, they wouldn't find anything.
Camille nodded, wrinkling her brow: "It will take time for the police to get to the bottom of this, and in
the meantime the gossip will continue to grow and affect the Simpson Group."
"So to silence the voices?"
"Hmm."
"What's to be done then?" Ayan seemed to be a bit distressed.
Camille seriously thought about it and suggested: "Check the source, so that although you can't
immediately stop the rumor, but at least let those bystanders before the computers know that it's not
true. They are always bullying the weak but frightened by the tough. If you sue them for real, they will
certainly retreat."
"You're right, I'll have Kian arrange it." Ayan immediately summoned Kian and ordered in a low voice:
"Immediately find out the accounts that first slandered me and the Simpson family and have your
lawyer send a letter to sue them. And if there are other vloggers and media outlets that continue to
make up stories, then sue them all."
Kian froze and looked at Ayan, mentally saying silently, "Hasn't it already been arranged?"
But without waiting for his response, he heard Ayan say with a light smile, "It's still a good suggestion
from you, so that we can completely stop those who want to harm the Simpson family's reputation."
Camille did not feel she suggested anything useful, because she also felt as if they were not her own
advice and she was led to say so.
Not waiting for her to understand, she heard Ayan say, "I haven't eaten lunch yet. Do you want to eat
with me?"