My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 196 Unease

But before Camille could figure out the answer, here comes Kian.

Kian reported the results truthfully: "Mr. Simpson, ma'am, I found out that this aunt is connected to

Grace because Grace has been sponsoring her son's graduate school."

"You mean the results of the investigation have nothing to do with Grace and the Armstrong family?"

"Suffice it to say, I also looked into the Armstrong family's connection to this aunt separately, and

neither your father nor mother had any dealings with the aunt other than Grace."

Camille's hanging stones are slowly falling, in fact, she is really afraid to have a relationship with the

Armstrong family, then, she really will feel the chill.

She looked at Kian and asked, "If I have nothing to do with the Armstrong family, then I have nothing to

do with my aunt, so why is she doing this to me?"

"Ma'am, although this matter has nothing to do with the Armstrong family, this aunt did receive money

from others to drug your food and deliberately tell those lies to mislead you."

Kian said he could not find out who the person who bought the aunt was yet?

Because the other party and the aunt's transactions are through WeChat, so it is a little difficult to

investigate, the only thing that can be determined is that the other party must know Camille and Ayan.

Otherwise, it is impossible to know the time of Ayan's business trip, and it is also impossible to do it

during Ayan's business trip by coincidence.

Camille was silent for a long time after hearing this before asking, "Where is Auntie now?"

"At the police station, I submitted all this evidence to the police station as well."

Ayan waved Kian out before looking at Camille and asking, "Camille, you can't bear to let her pay her

fair share of the blame?"

"No." She just suddenly wanted to Kate down her, to ask her why she could do such a thing when she

knew she was pregnant, when she was also a mother.

But then think about it, such people, no matter how good they seem to be, but they are just doing harm

in the name of goodness.

Camille didn't ask about it anymore, she didn't want to talk about it, she left it all to Ayan.

Naturally, Auntie had to face the law, but at the same time, Ayan also asked Kian to bring the news to

Grace, and he wanted Grace to see what kind of people she had sponsored?

Camille stayed in the hospital for two days and Dr. Ellis took care of all her checkups, probably

because of God's favor, the baby and the adults were fine.

But Dr. Ellis was concerned about the risks and told Ayan privately, "It's a good idea to have regular

checkups just in case, because so far the mother is fine, but we can't take it lightly, but it's good that

you know, and Camille doesn't have to talk about it anywhere, so she doesn't have to feel burdened."

Ayan nodded his head in response.

He spent the whole two days with Camille, taking good care of her, hoping she could relax and be

happy.

After being discharged from the hospital, it was back to the apartment.

All those original fears and dreads are gone, and everything is back to the previous peace and

tranquility.

Not to mention that the matter is not yet over, the person behind the curtain has not yet been found,

and as long as it is not found, Camille's heart will be restless.

She said to Ayan, "Ayan, I want to know who it is. I must know!"

"Okay, I promise you, this matter will always be investigated, also will keep an eye on the people

around us, will not let go of any traces."

She nodded and gave a faint smile.

Ayan, in order to keep her busy and not thinking, took out the file he had Kian put together long ago

and handed it to her: "Look at this, are you interested?" Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"What's this?" Camille asks as she opens the file.

Ayan gave her the rule book for the architect competition.

Ayan said, "Want to participate? This event is hosted by the Simpson Group, and this is your major,

want to try it?"

Camille smiled lightly, and instead of telling Ayan that she was already preparing to participate, she

simply asked, "Do you think I can do it?"

"What? You don't have much confidence in yourself?"

"Of course not."

"Since it's not, sign up for it?"

Ayan was clearly waiting for her to nod.

Camille said lightly, "Ayan, to be honest, you're a step too late."

"Hmm?"

"I decided to attend some days ago, so your invitation was late."

Camille gave him a look, and as for the rules he gave she had read them long ago.

Ayan asked, "How come you didn't tell me about it?"

"Ayan , this is my company's business, I can not tell you, after all, it is considered confidential, right?"

She smiled lightly with a few inquiries.

He gazed at her, his voice low, and asked, "So you're going to keep this from me?"

"I don't know, maybe take the title and show off with you?"

"Yes, so I'll wait?"

Camille didn't think he'd just say yes, as if she could actually win the title.

Camille asked, "Do you believe I can take the title?"

"Do you want to take it or not?"

"The people who participate in this competition want to, right?"

"But you have a shortcut, want to take it?" He reached out and cupped her cheek, his deep eyes

flushed with a faint smile, "Hmm?"

Camille asks, "What's the shortcut?"

"You can't see?" He narrowed his eyes and his voice was low: "You can't even see it when it's in front

of your eyes?"

"You want to be bribed by me?"

"So do you want a bribe?" He pulled the person directly into his arms and cradled them gently, his low,

husky voice asking softly, "Camille , now that the shortcut is right in front of you, do you want to find a

way to bribe?"

Camille laughed and she said, "Mr. Simpson , I don't know what to bribe you with, you don't lack money

or things, so I find it so hard."

"Then you can think of something else."

"What is the solution, Mr. Simpson, can you tell me?"

She raised her eyebrows and her eyes took on a sly look.

Ayan's thin lips rose slightly to reveal a light curve and said in a low voice, "Try saying something

nice?"

"So easy to bribe Mr. Simpson?"

Camille's lips narrowed slightly, and her cheeks revealed a clear smile.

He said, "How do you know if you don't try it?"

"Let's just forget about it." She shook her head outright.

Camille, didn't your teachers teach you to stick to your guns in school?" Ayan asked, puzzled, "You're

giving up so soon?

"Of course taught, but the teacher also taught that cheap is not good good is not cheap, so too simple

bribery certainly can not change the champion, so I think it is better to be on the ground step by step by

skill."

She said a serious, but the under-eye smile is clear for Ayan to see.

After she said the last word, Ayan lifted his hands to cup her face and kissed her on the lips.

Because of this incident, Camille's dependence on Ayan is slowly deepening and their relationship

seems to be getting closer.

Once Camille recovered, she officially started preparing for the design competition, but it didn't end

there, Ayan was still looking into it.

In fact, Ayan behind Camille's back to the Armstrong family has been investigated, although Camille

believe the Armstrong family, but he does not believe, he only believes in evidence, but the final result

has nothing to do with the Armstrong family.

After that, Ayan asked Kian to check the new direction and estimated that the results would be

available soon.

At that moment, there was also a knock on the office door.

Kian looked a little flustered and walked in with a white envelope of paper in his hand, he said in a low

voice: "Mr. Simpson , this is the photos that the private detective I arranged just gave me as well as

some previous surveillance video footage."

Kian placed the envelope paper on his desk and pushed it in front of Ayan.

He looked gloomy, his deep eyes swept a faint glance at Kian, and his voice was deep as he asked,

"How did it turn out?"