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Chapter 846: Hoodwinking
Chapter 846: Hoodwinking
Ayan put down his phone and embraced Camille, his face radiating a gentle smile. He said, "You'll find
out tonight, alright?"
Camille let out a light huff. This person and his love for suspense, is he addicted to teasing?
Seeing Camille's expression, Ayan couldn't help but laugh as he gently pinched her cheeks. "I promise
you'll know tonight, okay?"
Camille didn't feel like responding and didn't pursue the matter further.
Just then, Talia sent a video call. Timmy was having lunch, and the little guy could now use chopsticks
to eat on his own.
Seeing Camille and Ayan on the call, Timmy greeted them, calling out "Mommy" and "Daddy." He was
growing up at an incredible speed, making them love him with each passing day. It felt like their hearts
were melting.
With Timmy, all the unpleasant things were forgotten.
However, during their conversation with Timmy, Talia somehow ended up talking to the old Simpson.
Talia noticed something off in the background and asked, "Where are you two? In a hotel?"
Camille and Ayan exchanged a glance. Camille felt a little strange when the word "hotel" came up in
this moment.
Camille pursed her lips and remained silent, while Ayan calmly responded, "Yes, in a hotel. Cami and I
are in Flento. We're going on a business trip to Dane tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Talia immediately became cheerful and eagerly shared with the old Simpson, "Ayan
said he took Cami out for a date! They're on a date!"
The old Simpson smiled happily after hearing this. Despite the traces left by time on his face, the joy in
his eyes couldn't be concealed.
Ayan's hand reached out from beyond the view of the video and held hers. Camille's body stiffened, but
she maintained a smile on her face as she looked into the camera. Sensing her reaction, Ayan spoke
softly, "Alright, you can continue to smile. After we end the video call, she'll be mad at me."
Upon hearing this, Talia stopped smiling and quickly reassured, "Cami, don't take it to heart. I was just
casually joking. I promise I'm not laughing at you. I'm happy because you two are doing well. Your Dad
and Grandpa are also very happy! Since you two are on a date, enjoy a few more days. Simpson
Group can still function without him. Let him spend more time with you this time, happily!"
Talia said everything she wanted to say in one breath and then hurriedly asked Camille to end the
video call. She clearly didn't want to disturb them and was concerned that Camille might feel
embarrassed.
Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, Ayan pressed the end call button.
Camille finally exhaled silently and looked at Ayan, saying softly, "Mom is like a big fan of our
relationship."
Ayan curved his lips into a smile and reached out to tidy up the stray hair on her face. With a gentle
gaze fixed on her, he said, "So when will you make Mom's dream come true?"
Camille pursed her lips and instead of rejecting the topic as she had done in the past, she met Ayan's
gaze. She asked, "Is it about fulfilling Mom's dream, or is it about fulfilling your dream?"
Ayan gently pinched her cheeks and said in a soft voice, "Naturally, my dreams are more important. So,
would you give me a chance?"
Camille's lips carried a faint smile. After such a long time, she could clearly sense everything Ayan had
been doing. She gently bit her lip and softly said, "Let's remarry when we return to Hance!"
As Camille uttered these words, her heart raced as if it would burst out in the next second.
Equally shocked was Ayan. He knew that remarriage was inevitable, but he hadn't expected it to be
now.
So, after Camille spoke, he was momentarily stunned, his whole being lost in silence for several
seconds before a smile slowly emerged on his face. He looked at her and said, "Can you say that
again? I didn't hear it clearly just now!"
Camille shook her head. "Good things aren't repeated. If you didn't hear it, then I can't help it."
After saying this, Camille averted her gaze and didn't look at him. His handsome face, full of smiles,
pulled her into his embrace, hugging her tightly. His chin rested on her shoulder as he softly said, "No
backing out. I heard it, and now you have to follow through. No reneging, understood?"
Camille remained silent, maintaining her silence without uttering a word. The two of them just
embraced each other quietly, feeling each other's presence. There was no need for words or any form
of communication. This silent companionship allowed them to truly feel the existence of each other.
It felt good.
The two spent the morning in the hotel. After having lunch, Ayan busied himself with work for a while
before taking Camille out for a stroll towards evening.
Hand in hand, they walked and explored a nearby commercial center. After casually eating something
outside, they returned to the hotel.
Campole.
At this moment, it was rush hour, and the streets were filled with cars and people. Most people hurried
home after work, while a few had made plans to meet friends or loved ones for dinner. Each person
had their own matters and objectives.
Meanwhile, there were some disturbances within Norman Group. An anonymous message appeared in
the company's internal employee group chat.
The message revolved around what illegal activities Austin had been involved in since taking over
Norman Group. This time, the company's top management and the two longest shareholders were
forced by Austin to release some false statements to secure Norman Group.
However, the secret couldn't be kept any longer. The police had already started collecting evidence. If itnovelbin
continued, it would only lead to a lose-lose situation for Norman Group. Most employees would face
unemployment, and the company would suffer from a severe business crisis, potentially leading to
bankruptcy.
Hence, they hoped everyone could supervise each other, prioritize the greater good, and make a
decision that would benefit everyone.
After the message exploded in the group, the employees who saw it were also shocked. Their initial
reaction was that someone might have made a mistake or was deliberately creating panic and rumors.
"Is it fake?"
"It must be fake. The media reported it before, and it turned out to be false. Maybe it's just for the sake
of publicity for Norman Group. Let's all forget it. There's nothing interesting here."
"Is it really fake?! Can someone tell me who sent the message?"
"An anonymous account, but the company's group requires real-name verification to enter. So, who
could it be?"
"..."
No one really cared because the previous media reports had been clarified, so they didn't take it to
heart.
However, one piece of evidence after another soon emerged, proving the authenticity of those words. It
included the contracts that Austin had signed over the years in collaboration with those involved in
illegal activities, as well as photos of Austin meeting them for meals. Furthermore, there were financial
transactions in Austin's account, and the financial department of Norman Group had people specifically
assigned by him to launder the illegally obtained money through the company's projects and transfer
the clean money into his personal account.
Austin had also made thorough preparations. Only a small portion of the money was left under his
name in the country, while the majority of it was stored in Swiss banks.
This was the reason why nothing had been discovered at Norman Group until now.
After these pieces of evidence were presented, everyone realized that this matter was far from simple.
The previous clarifications were likely false, merely meant to deceive the company's employees and
the public. But this time, the situation couldn't be brushed off.
Yet, no one dared to continue speaking in the group because this matter was no small issue. If
everything was true, those who had sided with Austin would undoubtedly be seen as accomplices.
They were just employees, and naturally, they didn't dare to take this gamble or risk losing their jobs.
Just because they didn't speak in the group didn't mean they weren't talking somewhere else.
At this moment, the employees' own chat groups were already abuzz with discussions about the truth
of this matter.