Chapter 849 of 1567

Chapter 857: Independence

My Ex-husband Begs Me Back1,312 words~7 min read

Chapter 857: Independence

Camille's face appeared somewhat puzzled as she met Ayan's gaze.

The furrow between her eyebrows was so pronounced. She softly

asked Ayan, "Is it possible that Eileen and Preston are actually brother

and sister?"

After she finished speaking, Ayan's eyes also stiffened slightly. A

coldness flickered between his brows, and his voice slowly rang out,

"brother and sister?"

"Hmm, is that a possibility? After all, it's not so easy for two people from

the same orphanage to know each other living in different cities. The

distance between them seems too great, right?"

Camille picked up Ayan's words and continued, saying that she had this

idea and thought when Ayan mentioned that Sean and Preston were

cousins.

Perhaps this was the most convincing possibility?

After all, two siblings who were both in the same orphanage and then

adopted by different families-it wasn't impossible for the older sister or

brother to search for their younger sibling later on, right?

However, this kind of thing did sound somewhat dramatic. But if a

particular condition couldn't be found for a long time, then it was

impossible for it to happen. If it did happen, it must be because the right

opportunity hadn't been found yet, not because it didn't exist.

Camille silently looked at Ayan, waiting for his response because she

wasn't sure if her thoughts were true or not.

Until she figured it out, everything would remain unknown.

Ayan also fell silent for a moment. He squinted his eyes, his facial

expression changing, and a profound and unfathomable glimmer

appeared in his gaze. His voice slowly sounded, “It could be possible.

After all, only people with the same goal can ensure that nobody

betrays them midway, right?"

He seemed to be speaking to Camille, but he was actually reassuring

himself that this possibility indeed had the potential to exist and was

more reliable than any other guess.

If Preston and Eileen were deeply in love with each other, then their

feelings could rupture, especially with Preston's messy relationships

with women. He had both Molly and Zoie. Even if he did that to fight the

Simpson family, could Eileen truly remain indifferent to it?

Based on his understanding of Eileen, she would never be able to do

that.

So, that possibility was ruled out.

If it was just about money, this possibility would be even more

unreliable. Money wasn't about who had money, but who had the most

money. After all, there was always someone richer, even Ayan dared

not say that no one could be wealthier than him.

So, such a relationship was also unreliable.

But what if they were brother ans sister?

Wouldn't that explain everything?

As these thoughts surged in his mind, he became more and more

convinced.

After he finished speaking, Camille softly murmured in agreement, her

expression still warm. She said, "You can investigate in that direction. If

it's true, it can also eliminate their intentions against the Simpson

family.”

Speaking up to this point, Camille also felt some complex emotions

rising in her heart. She continued, "Ayan, if Preston has been

strategizing for so long just to go against the Simpson family, does that

mean there's a huge grudge between him and the Simpson family?

Otherwise, how could he be so obsessed that he's willing to sacrifice

everything, including his future, to fight against a massive corporation

and an unshakable family?"

Camille kept her gaze fixed on Ayan, her eyes never leaving him for a

second. There was a clear sense of worry and confusion in her eyes.

She couldn't understand what kind of situation could drive Preston to

such extremes.

She pressed her lips together, her expression unusually subdued.

Similarly, this was something that had always intrigued Ayan.

He voiced his thoughts, and it was the first time they had been so open

and honest about this matter, without any concealment. He even

shared with Camille how he attempted to probe the old Simpson and

Fletcher.

Initially, he hadn't chosen to tell Camille for a simple reason-to prevent

her from worrying or overthinking, and he didn't want to burden her with

Preston's matters. Camille had mentioned that she and Preston had

been friends for many years, and although Preston had done many

things she couldn't understand or approve of, he had helped her, and

that was something she couldn't forget. So Ayan didn't want to put

Camille in a difficult position, which was why he hadn't told her about

his secret investigations and moves.

But now, Camille's analysis made him realize the significant change

she had undergone in this matter. This change didn't mean that she no

longer considered Preston a friend, but rather that she had made a

decision in her heart.

Ayan could sense this clearly, so he had nothing to hide.

Regarding the old Simpson and Fletcher, Camille's face also showed

concern. She said, "From Grandpa's reaction, it doesn't seem like

nothing ever happened.”

Ayan didn't show any expression or response. A faint stiffness flickered

in his eyes. Camille continued, “I don't mean that Grandpa is

intentionally hiding something or that he really did something related to

Preston.”

“I know what you mean. That's how I see it too, which is why I had Dad

probe Grandpa discreetly. But there weren't any significant results.”

Ayan stood up from the sofa and walked to the water dispenser. He

poured a glass of water and handed it to Camille. Then he said softly,

“This matter can only be investigated gradually until Preston voluntarily

reveals all the reasons behind it."

“Yeah, it seems that's the only way.” Camille nodded in agreement,

taking water and taking a small sip.

They discussed this topic for quite a while before finally moving on.

Ayan knew that finding the answer from Preston seemed somewhat

challenging. So, the focus should probably start with Eileen and

continue to probe from there.

However, he was currently in Dane City, and he had to deal with the

matters there before returning to Hance City to take action regarding

Preston. Besides, Preston was currently occupied and couldn't be

distracted. Ayan could temporarily handle the affairs in Dane first before

making plans to return to Hance.

Early the next morning, Kian arrived at the hotel room with the suit

Ayan would wear for the opening ceremony. Accompanying him was an

image designer and the host of the opening ceremony, along with their

assistant.

Ayan was already naturally handsome, and he didn't need any

deliberate grooming to stand out.

However, for an occasion like today, some minor touch-ups were

necessary, such as hairstyling. The designer quickly styled Ayan's hair

in his usual fashion. Meanwhile, the host stood by, confirming the steps

and content of Ayan's speech when he would be on stage. Ayan

listened quietly without any response.

The host was a bit unsure of his intention, so he looked at Kian and

asked in a low voice, "Mr. Simpson, is there anything that needs to be

modified?"

Ayan responded calmly, “For now, it's fine. I'll let you know if I think of

anything.”

Kian nodded.

At that moment, the designer finished the styling. They only needed to

change clothes before heading out. Kian was preparing to leave with

them when suddenly, the door to the room opened from the inside. All

eyes turned in that direction and saw a drowsy woman standing at the

doorway. Her hair was disheveled, and her fair and smooth face looked

beautiful even without any makeup.

She was wearing pajamas, and although nothing inappropriate was

exposed, the sight of everyone facing each other froze her instantly.

Before anyone could react, she swiftly closed the door.

Ayan's gaze also shifted to the four people, and there was a hint of

reminder and warning in his eyes, as if to say, "Remember what should

and shouldn't be said and keep it in mind!"

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