Female Novel
Chapter 999: Anger
Chapter 999: Anger
Horace raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise and curiosity flashing in his eyes. His secretary had
informed him early this morning that Ayan's secretary had invited him to visit Simpson Group, and he
had vaguely guessed it might have something to do with Armstrong Corp.
However, he hadn't expected Ayan to ask such a direct question.
So, he was somewhat taken aback.
The two men locked eyes for a moment, but Horace hadn't given any response yet. Ayan, with a casualnovelbin
tone, asked again, "Mr. Burris, does that mean you're not interested?"
Horace finally regained his composure and replied in a low voice, "I don't quite understand Mr.
Simpson's meaning."
Ayan chuckled, "Is it my expression that's unclear, or has Mr. Burris' comprehension skills declined?"
Although Ayan's words carried a smile, there was nothing cheerful in their eyes.
Horace pursed his lips and asked, his expression becoming more serious, "Mr. Simpson, are you
asking if I want to completely take over Armstrong Corp?"
Ayan was straightforward, and Horace was equally straightforward.
When talking to honest people, there was no need for a lot of beating around the bush or hiding
anything.
With Horace's question, their eyes met again, and there was a hint of a smile in both of their eyes.
Ayan smiled lightly and took the lead, saying, "Mr. Burris, what do you think?"
Horace picked up the coffee cup in front of him, and although he had a faint smile, there was a hint of
seriousness in his expression. He said, "Naturally, I hope to change the current situation. After all, it's
not easy for a company to have two decision-makers. For Armstrong Corp, changing the current
situation is not a bad thing. I've invested so much capital in it, naturally, I don't want it to drift along
aimlessly. Besides, I have genuine feelings for Grace."
Every word Horace spoke was straightforward. He didn't beat around the bush, and he could even say
things like "genuine feelings" directly. It seemed that he truly felt that way.
Ayan squinted his eyes, a hint of hesitation and something unsaid flashed in his eyes, which Horace
noticed.
Horace asked, "Is there something Mr. Simpson wants to say?"
His expression had become more serious, and his brows slightly furrowed. His voice was a bit deeper
as he continued, "Since you have genuine feelings for her, then I advise you to make plans as soon as
possible. The Armstrong family won't rest until their daughters are extracted out every bit of value."
Ayan's words made Horace's face stiffen slightly, and there was a hint of concern in his eyes. He
asked, "Mr. Simpson, are you suggesting that if I choose to take control of Armstrong Corp, there will
be obstacles between Grace and me?"
"Isn't this a very obvious fact? The Armstrong family's goals have always been clear. If there's no
benefit, what do you think the Armstrong family will do? Naturally, they'll choose the most beneficial
partner who serves their interests." Ayan didn't explicitly mention Camille's situation, but his implication
was clear to Horace. If Horace was smart enough, he would understand what needed to be done in this
situation.
Their conversation on this topic ended there, and they returned to the issue of Armstrong Corp.
Ayan said, "If Mr. Burris wants to completely take over Armstrong Corp, then we also need to sign an
agreement, a cooperation agreement that will mislead the Armstrong family. Mr. Burris can consider it,
and decide after you think my proposal is good."
"No need to consider. I agree to your request."
"Good. As long as you have made up his mind. So, let's do it tomorrow. Tomorrow, you announce the
nullification of his rights."
"Is Mr. Simpson in such a hurry?" Horace's voice carried a hint of amusement.
Ayan didn't avoid the topic and said, "What the Armstrong family have done have crossed my bottom
line. Since you have chosen to stand on the same side as me, I hope that you are trustworthy."
Horace looked at Ayan and replied, "Naturally, let's hope for a fruitful collaboration."
They exchanged smiles.
Ayan immediately had Kian prepare the agreement. The content of the agreement was not too
complicated, with just a few simple and clear clauses.
The most important point was that there should be no changes to Camille's shares in Armstrong Corp.
Only if Camille willingly gave them up could they be transferred. However, for the time being and to
deal with the Armstrong family's situation, Ayan had to temporarily transfer Camille's shareholding
rights to Horace, as this was necessary to outmaneuver Brody.
This was probably something Brody had never anticipated. After all, he had never imagined that
Camille would collaborate with Horace. He had always considered Camille as being on his side, while
Horace, no matter how much money he had, was always an outsider.
Brody had always been like this; in his eyes, there was only profit, and anything else didn't matter.
Thinking about this, Ayan's expression grew more unpleasant.
Naturally, this shareholding proxy agreement required the signature of the party involved, Camille. It
would only become effective after Camille signed it.
Ayan didn't delay and immediately left for the Simpson's mansion with the signed agreement in hand.
The old Simpsons and others were expected to arrive in the afternoon, so there were only Camille,
Timmy, and the housemaids at the Simpson's mansion.
It had been only about two hours since they had parted ways in Franklin Bay.
So when Camille saw Ayan, she was a bit surprised. She casually asked, "Are you that reluctant to
leave me? Why did you suddenly come back after going to the company? Are you worried that I've
prepared everything so well that it will make my parents and grandpa even more pleased with me,
making you feel jealous and want to come back to cause trouble?"
Listening to Camille's playful words, Ayan was amused, at least she hadn't let last night's incident affect
her mood.
He looked at Camille with an increasingly gentle gaze and replied in a tender tone, "Well, yes, I am
jealous. So, I couldn't wait to come back. Is that answer satisfactory?"
"It's quite satisfying, but what can you do? Even if you're jealous, you can't change the fact that
Grandpa and your parents are more fond of me. In the Simpson's mansion, you have no status at all.
Well, you'd better grin and bear it!"
Camille said it as if she were serious.
Ayan was amused and muttered, "What if we change our professions? I'll use all of Simpson Group's
resources to promote you as a top actress. How about that?"
"Is Mr. Simpson here to discuss work with me now? If it's work, you can make an appointment, or you
can contact my agent, Sienna. It's my private time now, so I won't talk about work. Even if you're Mr.
Simpson, I won't give you any special treatment."
Camille spoke earnestly, as if it were real.
Ayan rubbed his temples with his hand, sighing in resignation. Just who had turned Camille into this? It
seemed he needed to have a serious talk with Rex and make sure he took good care of his wife, so
Camille wouldn't grow to resemble Sienna and become too accustomed to acting.
Ayan, of course, wouldn't say this out loud, or Camille would give him a hard time.
Instead, he went along with Camille's words and said, "I do have some work-related matters to discuss
with you."
Camille was slightly surprised and asked, "What kind of work? You're not planning to buy my company,
are you?"
Ayan smiled and replied, "Would you like to be bought out? You'd become the largest shareholder of
Simpson Group in exchange."
"No, Simpson Group is too big. Being a major shareholder comes with more responsibilities and
pressures. Mr. Simpson, you can't just burden me because you want to relax!"
Camille shook her head and refused without thinking.
Ayan let out a faint snort and said, "They say husband and wife should be birds of the same forest.
How come you're not willing to share some of the burden with me?"
She pursed her lips and replied, "But aren't we divorced now?"
Ayan was almost driven mad by this statement. His facial expression visibly cooled down.
If he continued to talk to Camille, he would probably get even angrier.
He said without emotion, "Alright, let's end this topic."
Seeing his demeanor, Camille raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you angry?"
Ayan remained silent, his face devoid of warmth as he looked at her. Camille continued, "How can a
small talk make you really angry?"
Ayan let out a soft snort and handed her the agreement, saying, "Take a look at this."