Chapter 1037: Recklessness

Chapter 1037: Recklessness

The questions from netizens were picked up and shared by some

prominent social media personalities, leading to a growing wave of

people demanding answers from Armstrong Corp's official account.

Armstrong Corp, at this moment, faced numerous doubts and inquiries.

In the eyes of outsiders, even though Horace now held power in

Armstrong Corp, the company was still associated with the Armstrong

family. Since they couldn't find anyone from the Armstrong family, it was

natural to turn to Armstrong Corp.

Around 5 PM, Horace was leaving Armstrong Corp's headquarters for a

dinner engagement. His car was waiting at the entrance when a group

of reporters suddenly emerged from the crowd, holding cameras and

microphones, and bombarded him with questions: "Mr. Burris, do you

have any comments about the online situation? Are you aware of Mr.

Armstrong's collaboration with unethical media outlets to target Mr.

Simpson?"

"Mr. Burris, is Mr. Armstrong's actions related to Armstrong Corp's

development? Is it because Mr. Simpson posed a threat to Armstrong

Corp's projects and put the company at risk, leading you to resort to

such tactics for retaliation?"

"Mr. Burris, do you have anything to say?"

The reporters’ questions were sharp and demanding, causing Horace's

expression to immediately darken.

He gave the assembled reporters a cold and penetrating look, halting

his boarding of the car. His face turned cold and indifferent, and his

voice took on a lower tone as he said, “I believe you may have

misunderstood something."

The journalists and cameramen present at the scene were briefly

puzzled, not quite grasping the meaning behind Horace's words.

In the next moment, he continued in a detached tone, "This is a matter

involving the Armstrong family, and it's Mr. Armstrong's personal

actions. How is it relevant to Armstrong Corp? If any of you have

objections to this matter, you can go directly to Mr. Armstrong to ask.

There's no need to come to Armstrong Corp to inquire about it. After all,

all matters within Armstrong Corp are under my responsibility. Mr.

Armstrong has completely stepped back. There's no need to probe

whether I am aware of Mr. Armstrong's actions. I can tell you directly

that I have no knowledge, and neither does Armstrong Corp. This is the

extent of my response today. Regarding this matter and anything

concerning Mr. Armstrong in the future, I won't be providing any further

comments. I hope journalists can understand my position.”

Horace concluded his statement and instructed his secretary to take

the reporters to a nearby cafe to take a break, have a cup of coffee,

and relax for a while. After all, it had been a long day, and everyone

was exhausted.

Faced with Horace's friendly attitude, everyone present was quite

satisfied. They even felt a slight fondness for Horace. After all, a kind

word turns away wrath.

Horace got into his car, and his secretary, after ensuring the reporters

were settled, quickly joined him.

The secretary looked at Horace in the rearview mirror with some

concern and asked, "Mr. Burris, your recent statements will likely reach

Mr. Armstrong's ears very soon. If Mr. Armstrong finds out, could this

potentially cause trouble for you? Mr. Armstrong is known for being

difficult to deal with, and if the situation escalates like the previous

stock matter, it might not look good. What are your thoughts?"

“If I'm willing to say it, I'm not afraid of him finding out. If I don't clarify

this matter, do you think the media will not link Armstrong Corp and us

directly to him? Those accusations against Ayan and the events he

brought up have been completely dismantled due to Camille's

livestream. If we don't clarify the situation at this time, the blame on

Armstrong Corp will become even greater and heavier."

Horace's expression remained calm, but between his brows, there was

a slight furrow. He raised his hand to gently massage his temple, and

his face appeared genuinely troubled.

The secretary nodded in agreement with Horace's statement and asked

in a low voice, "And what about Miss Grace?"

“I'll explain to her."

"Alright, I understand.” The secretary nodded and then proceeded to

take Horace to the dinner event.

Soon, the rush-hour evening was in full swing. Everyone was heading

home from work, and the streets were filled with countless vehicles and

pedestrians.

Camille and Sienna were also preparing to leave the office. They took

the elevator down together and arrived at the underground parking lot.

After the events of the past few days, Camille was now somewhat

apprehensive about entering the garage. She had arranged for several

colleagues to leave work together, which made her feel safer.

However, everything went smoothly, and except for a few coworkers

from her own company, she didn't encounter anyone else.

Even Sienna couldn't help but comment, "What's going on today? It

feels like there are fewer people.”

Yessica and the other two colleagues nodded and said, "Yeah, usually,

we have to wait in line for the elevator, but today it seems pretty

smooth.”

While everyone casually mentioned this, they didn't pay it much heed. It

was only when Camille and Sienna got into their car that Sienna asked,

"Did the Armstrong family really have no response to your livestream

today? Is their internet down? We're in the internet age, after all. Your

father might have retired from Armstrong Corp, but he's been in the

Hance City business circle for many years. Doesn't he have a few

people he's on good terms with? Wouldn't they inform him?"

Camille had considered Sienna's question because they had passed

the majority of the day without any action or response, which was

unusual for Brody and Page.

However, Camille had long blocked them on her contact list, so she

naturally wouldn't receive their calls.

Camille pursed her lips and said, "They're probably too busy and have

no time to bother with me."

"Who knows? Let's hope it stays that way."

The car exited the garage, and because the situation outside was

unstable, Sienna decided to drive directly back to Franklin Bay.

Staying home seemed like the safest option.

Camille returned home, but Ayan hadn't arrived yet. It had been a busy

day, and the two of them hadn't been in contact at all.

Camille went upstairs first, took a shower, changed into comfortable

clothes, and then came back downstairs. Just as she descended the

stairs, Ayan returned home.

Ayan had an air of urgency about him. Camille, still standing on the

staircase, watched him as he entered. She asked, somewhat surprised,

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

He met Camille's gaze and replied in a gentle voice, "Let's go back to

the Simpson's mansion now."

"Now?" Camille was taken aback. She continued down the stairs until

she stood in front of Ayan. She looked up at him and asked, "Is it really

so urgent? Auntie is already preparing dinner.”

“Your parents have gone to the Simpson's mansion, and Grandpa

knows what happened in the past couple of days. Let's go there now,

okay?"

With Ayan's words, Camille's expression froze, and she immediately

asked, "Why did they go to the Simpson's mansion?"

Ayan explained, "Probably because they couldn't see you or me, they

decided to go directly to the Simpson's mansion.”

He had neglected to consider that they might head directly to the

Simpson's mansion, and his expression became even colder.

Camille didn't even bother to change her clothes. She grabbed a coat

hanging on a nearby rack, put it on, and then said to Ayan, "Then let's

hurry back."

The two of them rushed out and headed straight for the Simpson's

mansion.

The atmosphere in the car was tense and quiet.

Camille had a stoic expression, and her emotions seemed excessively

cold. She took a deep breath, mustered up the courage, and turned to

Ayan. She spoke softly, "Ayan, I'm sorry.”

Ayan instinctively furrowed his brows. His deep eyes shifted to Camille,

showing a hint of curiosity. He asked, "Why the sudden apology?"

"Because of the Armstrong family. I never thought they'd disturb

Grandpa. If I had known, I definitely wouldn't have acted so recklessly

today. I would have discussed it with you first and waited for you to take

precautions before doing anything like that." Camille regretted her

actions now, as she shouldn't have bothered her grandfather. After all,

the old Simpson was advanced in age, and if he couldn't handle such

disruptions, the consequences would be too much for her to bear.

Camille's self-blame and guilt affected Ayan's mood, and he became

somewhat displeased. He reached out and held Camille's hand, then

whispered, "This has nothing to do with you. You did this to protect me,

and I'm happy that you did. It makes me feel like you're looking out for

me, Cami, and that genuinely makes me happy."

Ayan didn't hesitate to express his gratitude for Camille's actions that

day. Even though it was in the past, the images from her livestream and

her protective words still vividly resonated with him. He appreciated her

immensely, even though he no longer required protection in his current

position.