Chapter 1021: Cherish
Brody maintained his calm demeanor and responded, "Ayan, you and
Camille are divorced. This matter concerning Camille is now a family
matter for the Armstrong family. I'm not sure how to explain this to you.
It's Camille's decision, and as her parents, we support her."
"Camille's decision?" Ayan snorted, his voice cold and questioning. "If
it's Camille's decision, then where is she?"
Brody replied, "Ayan, I can't tell you that. Whatever happened between
you and Camille is something only the two of you know. Camille doesn't
want you to know where she is right now, so maybe you shouldn't press
the issue. Everyone deserves their own space. You're already divorced,
and pursuing her like this may not be appropriate. Let's not completely
ruin our relationship between the two families, okay?"
Brody seemed like a father who understood and considered everything
for the sake of his daughter, quite different from his usual cold and
harsh demeanor towards Camille.
Ayan, of course, didn't believe Brody's words. His gaze was as sharp
and icy as a blade, making it uncomfortable to look at him for too long.
Ayan stared at Brody without emotion and questioned, "Who told you
that we divorced? Do you have any evidence to prove that we're
divorced? Let me tell you, if you don't hand over Camille right now, I
can definitely report your actions to the authorities and hold you legally
responsible. She is my wife and the mother of my child. What right do
you have to interfere in her affairs?"
Ayan's questioning made Brody's face stiffen momentarily. He
concealed a mysterious expression in his eyes but stuck to his stance,
saying, âI don't know what's really going on between you two, but since
Camille told me about your divorce, I believe her. We don't need to
continue this conversation. Ayan, even though you and Camille are no
longer together, I am still your elder. The Simpson family has a certain
level of decorum. Your confrontational tone is hardly appropriate.
Besides, if your grandfather were to find out about this, he might not be
pleased, would he?"
"Stop using my grandfather to intimidate me. You know what kind of
person you are in front of him, you don't need me to remind you," Ayan
retorted sharply, showing no respect for Brody as an elder. His tone
was firm and unyielding as he continued, "I'm sitting here talking to you
civilly right now out of consideration for your father and Grace.
Otherwise, I wouldn't need to treat you with any respect.â
This was the first time Ayan had confronted Brody and Page with such
anger, and it was the first time he refused to treat them as elders. Even
though they had mistreated Camille before, he had still shown them
basic respect and courtesy because they were Camille's parents and
out of consideration for the old Armstrong. However, their recent
actions had pushed him to his limit.
Their behavior was nauseating, and they seemed to demand
everything from Camille without giving anything in return. Ayan's anger
intensified as he thought about how they had treated Camille. He
regarded Brody with a piercing and unrelenting gaze, and this blunt
confrontation left Brody visibly upset. He asked with a lowered voice,
"Ayan, what do you mean by all this? Just because Camille and you are
divorced, does it mean you should treat us this way?"
Ayan snorted, "How do you expect me to treat you? Stop the nonsense
and hand over Camille. If you do that, I'll consider today's events as if
they never happened. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I might do."
"Are you trying to threaten me right now?"
"If that's how you choose to perceive it, then yes."
Ayan chuckled lightly, his expression cold and indifferent.
Brody hesitated, meeting Ayan's intense gaze. His face turned
increasingly unpleasant, and he seemed momentarily lost for words.
Page, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up, saying, "Ayan,
your words are a bit too harsh, aren't they? Your divorce with Camille is
your own matter. She signed the divorce statement herself, and it has
nothing to do with us!"
"Since it has nothing to do with you, then hand over Camille. Don't
make me repeat myself, hmm?"
"We don't know where Camille is, and your pressing us for answers
won't change that," Page replied indifferently, appearing unfazed by
Ayan's words.
Brody also joined the conversation, saying, "Even if you're from the
Simpson family and can do as you please, you can't force others to
comply, can you? If Camille doesn't want to be with you, you should
respect her decision, rather than putting pressure on her parents like
this.â
Ayan retorted sharply, "How do you know what Camille wants? Even if
she doesn't want to, so what? As long as I haven't agreed, she has to
be with me."
"You're being quite domineering, aren't you?"
"So, do you intend to continue this pointless conversation, or are you
going to hand Camille over?"
Ayan scanned both of them with indifference, and since neither of them
spoke, he decided not to waste any more time. In a cold tone, he said,
"If that's the case, then I won't be polite any longer.â
Ayan picked up his phone right in front of Brody and Page and dialed
Kian's number. He calmly stated, "Cancel all the projects with
Armstrong Corp. Instruct our long-term media partners to release the
news directly. Let everyone know that cooperating with the Armstrong
family is tantamount to opposing me."
Kian, without hesitation, responded, "Certainly, Mr. Simpson. I'll arrange
it immediately.â
Brody was left stunned. He looked at Ayan and asked, "Ayan, what
gives you the right to do this?"
Ayan smirked with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He replied, "I have the
power to do so, while you are powerless to resist, aren't you? This is
just the beginning. If you think it doesn't matter, take your time. I want
to see if the so-called Wesley family has the capability to help you deal
with me."
Ayan didn't spare another glance at Brody and Page. He remained
seated on the sofa, his face shrouded in deep shadow, devoid of any
additional emotions or expressions.
Brody and Page exchanged a glance, and Page's eyes searched
Brody's, as if silently asking, "What should we do now?"
Brody remained silent, his expression cool, but the intensity in his eyes
conveyed a sense of gravity and concern.
Ayan wasn't bluffing with his earlier phone call. It wasn't just to make
them hand over Camille willingly. The call was a genuine threat.
Before Brody could fully comprehend the situation, his phone rang.
Brody hesitated for a moment as he looked at the ringing phone on the
coffee table. Meanwhile, Ayan's gaze held a subtle hint of amusement
as he watched Brody's reaction. Brody's face grew stiff in response.
The phone continued to ring persistently, and after a brief moment of
silence, Brody finally picked it up and answered the call. His expression
soured as he listened to the voice on the other end, but he didn't put
the call on speaker immediately. Instead, he held the phone to his ear.
The voice on the other end was that of a man, but the exact words he
spoke couldn't be heard clearly.
After listening for a moment, Brody's face grew even more strained. He
didn't speak, but his anger was palpable. Finally, he raised his voice to
Ayan, questioning, âWhat are you trying to accomplish here? Whether
Camille divorces you or not is not our decision. Your relationship with
her is your business. Your actions right now are directed at the
Armstrong family, and it's unfair. Even if your grandfather were here, he
wouldn't approve of this."
"Call it unfair if you want. Even if my grandfather were here, I'd still do
this. Maybe he'd support me, and even if he didn't, the Simpson Group
and the Simpson family are under my control now. So, no matter what
he thinks, I can do as I please. You might not know me well, but you
should know I'm quite stubborn. Once I make up my mind, no one can
change it. Do you want to test that theory?" Ayan replied coldly.
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