My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 1502 - Interaction

Chapter 1502 - Interaction

Whenever Ayan was mentioned, Preston's emotions visibly stirred.

His deep eyes also showed a clear sense of ferocity, an inability to control his inner emotions.

His actions also left Elijah slightly startled, and in the end, Elijah could only nod lightly in agreement.

Only then was Preston satisfied, and he didn't linger in Elijah's house, turning and walking out.

He and Elijah lived in the welfare home. After many twists and turns, he had finally returned here because only here he could sleep soundly. If he lived outside, he could hardly enter deep sleep.

Preston stayed in the house, his expression very downcast. He tightly held his phone, perhaps waiting for a call?

It wasn't until the phone in his hand suddenly rang, and he immediately sat up as if he had been injected with adrenaline.

He looked down at the phone, not immediately pressing the answer button, his emotion growing even more ominous. Then he continued to stare unwaveringly, until just before the call would hang up, he finally tapped to answer.

His voice was low and hoarse, "Any news?"

The person on the other end was the private detective he had hired.

With whom he had maintained contact for almost half a year.

The private detective said, "Mr. Walker, the information you wanted has been found. They are probably coming back to Hance City at the beginning of next month."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, we've been working together for so long. Do you still doubt my professionalism?"

Preston didn't speak, just fell into a brief silence.

Seeing this, the private detective spoke again, "Mr. Walker, what do you plan to do next?"

His face was cold, and he spoke slowly, "I'll tell you when I've decided."

"Okay, Mr. Walker, you can contact me anytime when you're ready. That's it for now." The private detective finished speaking and then proactively ended the call.

Preston narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with a cold chill, and he remained motionless for a long time.

The next morning around nine o'clock.

Camille arrived at Armstrong Corp with Kian. She brought Kian along because she also needed a secretary, so she had to make use of Ayan and lend Kian.

The two of them took the elevator upstairs, and Horace's secretary had come early to wait for them and took them directly upstairs.

There were only three people in the elevator.

Horace's secretary looked at Camille carefully and said softly, "Mrs. Simpson, Mr. Burris has successfully arrived abroad. I've briefed him on the matters of Armstrong Corp, and Mr. Burris's intention is to leave everything to your discretion."

"He really trusts you. Aren't you afraid I'll dismantle Armstrong Corp?" Camille joked, and Kian also laughed beside her.

The secretary hurriedly replied, "How could that be? Mr. Burris absolutely trusts you."

Camille knew, of course, that due to Grace, Horace trusted her, and they also had some collaboration between them. These collaborations had tied their interests together, so Horace had to trust her in this regard.

The elevator was quick, and the three of them went straight to Horace's office after coming out.

The words Camille had said when she left Armstrong Corp yesterday had now spread throughout the company. Everyone knew what was about to happen. So seeing Camille arrive at Armstrong Corp with Ayan's secretary had naturally made the busy employees pay close attention. The room was silent, and the staff's minds felt like they were being scratched by a cat.

In Horace's office, Camille let Kian hand over the proposals she and Ayan had discussed the night before to Horace's secretary. After reading them, the secretary looked a little serious and asked in a low voice, "Will this backfire?"

"It's fine. Even if they turn against my decision, it doesn't matter. I just want to make them feel anxious."

If they didn't feel anxious, how could the situation at Armstrong Corp be heard publicly?

Once the situation at Armstrong Corp was public, she could find those who were not favorable to Armstrong Corp.

Camille didn't reveal too much to Horace's secretary. Some things were better for Horace to know directly. Ayan would help her communicate with Horace, so she didn't need to worry about that.

She asked Horace's secretary to check if everyone had arrived. After the people left the office, she turned to Kian and asked, "Let's stick to the plan later. I'm afraid some people know me too well and can see through my thoughts, so the best way is to not be myself, so that others won't read me."

Even though the senior shareholders who were to attend the meeting next knew nothing about her, there were still people behind them who understood her.

Camille narrowed her eyes, her expression particularly cold. She took a deep breath and said no more.

Seeing this, Kian just nodded lightly and subconsciously watched Camille's expression. He asked softly, "Madam, if you don't want to face this meeting, we can actually not start it and have them come see you one by one."

"If we see them one by one, they won't trust it. We have to finish the meeting first, and then do this step afterward. That's when they'll suspect each other."

Camille finished speaking softly, and at that moment, Horace's secretary returned.

He said, "Mrs. Simpson, everyone is here. Shall we go now?"

"Yes, let's go now." Camille said faintly. Then, the three of them left the office and went directly to the conference room.

The atmosphere in the conference room was tense. Everyone was silent, with no interaction or sound.

The door was pushed open, and everyone's gaze subconsciously turned towards Camille. Seeing her, they naturally thought of the words she had said yesterday.

Today, everyone would know what she intended to do with Armstrong Corp.

In the face of this situation, everyone present was a little tense. Know and not want to know.

Curiosity made them want to know what Camille was going to do, but not wanting to know was because if what she planned had no benefits for them, then they didn't want to know. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

During the heavy thoughts of everyone present, Camille had silently sat down in her seat. She smiled, looking at everyone and spoke softly, "You're all here so early. I'm sorry for being late."

She was just being polite, just starting the meeting after these words.

After Camille's words, no one spoke. The atmosphere was very quiet, so quiet that all the breaths in the room were clearly audible.

Camille didn't mind their silence, but continued, "It seems like everyone's not in a good mood. Was it because you didn't sleep well last night?"

Camille chuckled, then continued, "Looks like it's my fault. I shouldn't have made you all come so early to the company. If you didn't sleep well, we can postpone the meeting until this afternoon. Okay?"

If they hadn't slept well, how could they have told everyone what she was going to do with Armstrong Corp?

As everyone's minds were weighed down, Camille had already calmly sat down, smiling, speaking softly. "You're all here so early. I'm sorry for being late."

She was just being polite, starting the meeting after these words.

After Camille's words, no one spoke. The atmosphere was very quiet, so quiet that all the breaths in the room were clearly audible.

Camille didn't mind their silence but continued, "It seems like everyone's not in a good mood. Was it because you didn't sleep well last night?

Camille chuckled, then continued, "Looks like it's my fault. I shouldn't have made you all come so early to the company. If you didn't sleep well, we can postpone the meeting until this afternoon. Okay?"