Chapter 1168: Compromise

Chapter 1168: Compromise

Their eyes met, and his kiss followed suit.

The next morning, Kian drove to Franklin Bay to pick up Ayan for work.

Camille didn't join them; she planned to go out with Sienna later.

On the way, Kian drove, and Ayan sat in the back seat.

Suddenly, Ayan spoke, "Ask the person secretly protecting her where

she went yesterday.”

Ayan knew Camille very well, understanding all her actions and

behaviors. So, when Camille asked about Armstrong Corp and Horace

last night, Ayan had some suspicions.

His expression turned serious, and a clear coldness flickered in his

eyes.

Kian was taken aback by his words, and after a brief pause, he turned

to look at Ayan and whispered, "Mr. Simpson, is something wrong?"

"Find out first.”

Kian nodded to show he understood.

He couldn't afford any delay. Once they arrived at the office, he

immediately contacted the bodyguards secretly protecting Camille.

After getting the answers, he returned to the office to inform Ayan.

Kian spoke cautiously because he didn't know what had happened.

Considering the information from the bodyguards, he felt uneasy.

After Kian finished speaking, he lowered his gaze and asked Ayan

softly, "Mr. Simpson, Mrs. Simpson spent nearly an hour with Preston.

Nothing happened, right?"

Ayan squinted, and a cold smile appeared in his black-and-white eyes.

He said indifferently, "Noted."

He didn't answer Kian's question because he also didn't know what had

happened. As far as he could see, there was nothing wrong at the

moment. The only thing was that Camille was hiding something from

him when she met Preston. Of course, he didn't think Camille would do

anything to harm him; he was only concerned that she was keeping

something from him.

His eyes showed a touch of indifference, indicating how gloomy and

unpleasant his mood was at the moment.

Kian dared not even breathe. However, staying silent at a time like this

seemed inappropriate.

After careful consideration, Kian spoke softly, "Mr. Simpson, I've also

retrieved the surveillance footage from the café where Mrs. Simpson

met Preston. They were talking the entire time, but they were too far

apart, and there were other people and music in the café, so I couldn't

hear what they were saying. However, judging by their expressions,

Preston didn't look pleased. Mrs. Simpson probably said something

that didn't sit well with him."

Kian kept his eyes on Ayan throughout, not missing any changes in his

facial expressions. He thought Ayan might ease up after hearing this

information, but the coldness in his eyes deepened instead.

Ayan narrowed his eyes, a chilly glint appearing in them. His tone

became even colder as he said, "Didn't Mario invite me to meet? Let's

set it for tomorrow night.”

Kian was slightly stunned, apparently not expecting Ayan to change the

topic so suddenly.

Kian asked softly, "Mr. Simpson, about Preston, don't you plan to..."

"As you've already said, they just met to chat for a while. Since it's just

a conversation and Preston didn't look happy, it means Camille said

something displeasing to him. In that case, I don't need to do anything.

Besides, Mario is supposed to meet me, isn't he? Let's schedule it for

tomorrow night.”

Ayan knew Camille didn't want him to find out, or she wouldn't have

kept it so tightly guarded. The only thing that satisfied him was that she

learned to ensure her own interests and safety. Having Sienna

accompany her and arranging for Sienna to pick her up indicated a hint

of security awareness. It was better than her going alone.

Ayan shook his head in resignation. He realized he had lowered his

expectations more than he thought. As long as she was okay, and they

were okay, it was enough.

However, not caring about this matter didn't mean he wouldn't do

something about Preston. If Preston had time to meet Camille, he was

probably too idle. Keeping him busy would make him behave.

Ayan looked at Kian with a cold gaze, his thin lips opening indifferently,

"Contact Jenson. Tell him to inform Preston that, although the museum

project has signed a cooperation agreement with Armstrong Corp, the

museum's higher-ups prefer direct communication with the executive of

Armstrong Corp. Since many people are watching this project, if you tell

him this news, considering his arrogant and suspicious nature, he won't

really let Horace handle this matter.”

Ayan understood Preston's psychology and knew what kind of person

he was. Preston was naturally suspicious due to his upbringing and

experiences, and he was insecure. If someone questioned him, he

would become angry and jealous. He would go to great lengths to climb

to a higher position.

Now, if Horace delivered a blow to him, it would undoubtedly be his

biggest setback.

Ayan squinted, a faint smirk playing on his thin lips. He exuded a cold

and indifferent aura, making the temperature in the car feel colder.

At that moment, the car pulled into the Simpson Group parking lot.

Ayan urged Kian to arrange this matter as quickly as possible; he

couldn't wait a second longer.

He wanted to make Preston receive this news immediately and darken

his mood.

Kian's efficiency in handling matters was as fast as ever. He

immediately contacted Jenson, instructing him to relay this information

to Preston.

According to Jenson, when Preston received the call, his emotions

were completely out of control.

He interrogated Jenson, "Why does cooperating on a project have to

involve my position?"

Jenson calmly explained, "Mr. Walker, this decision was made by the

museum's higher-ups. I'm just a partner. If I don't want to cooperate

with you, I can state it immediately and find a replacement. However,

since we've worked together before, I thought you might consider

adjusting because, at the moment, your position affects the project. If

you're in a company with higher visibility, even if it's a new one, there

wouldn't be any issues. Unfortunately, Armstrong Corp lacks that bit of

visibility now. So, I hope Mr. Walker can understand the situation, hm?"

Jenson provided a detailed explanation, but it was unclear whether

Preston was really listening. The only thing certain was that he had

stopped being agitated and had become silent and reserved.