Chapter 97 - The photo of the marriage certificate

"Mr. Simpson, this matter may not be very good to deal with, now has

risen to not only Mr. Bell and Mrs. scandal, someone released a

statement that Mrs. at the same time dating multiple boyfriends play

with feelings, at the same time there are multiple people to report Mrs.

cheating feelings ......"

Kian's words were loud and clear for Camille to hear.

Her eyes were lost in thought as she looked at Ayan, and both of them

were silent without speaking.

In fact, Camille wanted to explain that she wasn't like that and that she

hadn't done that, but the words stopped coming out of her mouth.

After all, mistrust is not unprecedented between them, if he does not

believe, what is the use of saying more?

Camille's silence caused Ayan's brow to furrow slightly as he spoke

warmly, "Don't you have anything to say?"

She looked up at him, "Will you believe me when I say so?"

Four eyes look at each other, the eyes of the two are flooded with

persistent stubbornness.

This matter is too sudden and the heat is rising too fast, obviously

someone is behind the manipulation.

Ayan didn't stay in bed long, he got up, washed up and went to the

study and never came out again.

Camille has been in the bedroom and is in no mood for anything.

The Simpson's manson also called, Camille and the old Simpson and

Fletcher Talia sorry to explain, they all believe her, but also reassured

her: "Cami, we are your strong support, nothing will happen, we all

believe in your character and person We know you're not like that."

Camille was touched, but she couldn't feel happy.

Looking at the closed door across the bedroom, her mood was a little

low.

For her own deep in the public opinion, in fact, she did not feel too

much, because the clear, she did not do things, no matter how others

talk about rumors she does not matter.

Camille looked at the time before contacting Albert.

Because Albert has a habit of turning off his phone and sleeping, no

one can contact him as long as he is not up.

The phone call quickly through, Camille directly to the general story,

and then said: "the hotel should also be squatting downstairs a lot of

reporters, you do not go out today. *

Albert had just woken up and was still a bit confused, but only after

listening to Camille's statement did he respond, "What do I need to

do?"

"Don't have to do anything."

"Doing nothing?"

"Well, this matter is not over yet, even if you clarify it, it won't work, let's

wait until all the fermentation is over.”

She'd like to see what's waiting for her back there.

After Camille said this, Albert didn't agree with her, but then he thought

of Ayan and finally agreed.

Afterwards, Camille opened up Twitter and all the forums and all the

comments were like a gale of abuse, cursing her to leave Albert, and

everyone was convinced that the rumors were true.

This is the violence of the Internet.

Camille took a deep breath, her emotions somewhat indescribable.

Camille washed up and went downstairs to have a breakfast, not much

but better than nothing, and then brought Ayan's breakfast upstairs.

She stood at the study door and hesitated for several seconds before

raising her hand to place it on the door handle.

Just as she was about to push the door open and enter, the man's

voice rang out in a hidden voice: "What does it matter to me what she

feels? Do as I say and be prepared for everything to be made public.”

Ayan's words made Camille ponder.

What is he going to disclose?

Who is this "she"?

Is she?

Camille pursed her lips and finally lost the courage to push the door

open.

She turned around and went downstairs, pretending as if nothing was

going on and kept sitting in the living room couch fuming.

During this process, Camille's cell phone kept getting calls, all from

unfamiliar numbers, but she's socially simple, so it only took a little

thought to figure out what was going on, and she simply turned it off.

For one morning, Camille and Ayan were upstairs and downstairs

without any communication.

What Camille doesn't know at this moment is that an even more

explosive news has been made public on Twitter.

The Simpson Group's official blog has posted two items in a row, the

first of which is already on top: "Finally, we don't have to hide it, Mr.

Simpson is spoiling his wife! Bless Mr. Simpson and Mrs. Simpson

together for life!

There is also a picture below of a marriage certificate photo.

The woman above is clean and beautiful, and the man is handsome

and good-looking.

This news instantly hit the hot search completely overwhelming the

public opinion.

The second entry reads, "In light of the rumors on the internet Simpson

Group will be investigating the accounts that spread the rumors one by

one to hold them accountable, our legal team at Simpson Group is

already underway and we hope everyone stops the rumors! Also,

congratulations to Mr. Simpson for finally getting his name out there."

"Keyboard warriors all take a good look!"

"Congratulating Mr. Simpson on being famous feels a little funny, is Mr.

Simpson a strict wife at home?"

"What's the situation?"

“Isn't that the Sea Maid? How did it become Mrs. Simpson Group?”

"Don't you get it up there? Hubby is Mr. Simpson, why do you want to

be a sea maid? But I'm still more curious what's the situation with Mrs.

Simpson and Master Albert again?"

"Mr. Simpson is so handsome, isn't he?"

"Am I the only one who is curious, Mr. Simpson's wife is Camille, so

what is Eileen? So many hints before is not to hit the face?"

“I am also curious, Eileen's unverified account implies that she and Mr.

Simpson are boyfriend and girlfriend, so isn't she Camille in the small

essay? But Camille and Mr. Simpson are a couple, so Miss Khan won't

explain?"

"Add 1."

With the news sent by the official blog of Simpson Group, those

netizens who want to find loopholes do not have any chance, since it is

sent by the official blog that proves the authenticity of the matter.

Five minutes before the Simpson Group sent out the tweet, Albert, who

was in the hotel, also received a phone call.

It was Kian who called.

Kian asked politely, "Mr. Bell, in view of the rumors on the Internet, Mr.

Simpson would like to ask you a favor, I wonder if it's convenient for

you?"

"What kind of favor, you say."

Albert had just finished contacting Camille, so his phone was still on,

but most of the news about him was false, and no one would bother

him, just as a flash of rumors.

Kian relayed Ayan's message truthfully: "Mr. Simpson wants to disclose

his married status with his wife and hopes that Mr. Bell can help clarify

the relationship between his wife and you."

Albert narrowed his eyes slightly and a smile spread across the corners

of his mouth, "Your Mr. Simpson is going public with his marriage to

Cami?"

"Yes."

"Good, since it's for Cami, then naturally I'm willing to cooperate.”

So within ten minutes of the Simpson Group's message, Albert's long-

dormant Twitter feed posted a message.

"Cami and I met during her high school days, my father was her

teacher, she spent her three years of high school at my house, we have

kept in touch over the years, she is like my family and exists in my

parents’ hearts like my sister, I hope concerned fans will not be led

astray by rumors, thank you!"

In one sentence, Albert's acquaintance with Camille and all the

relationships are clearly shown.

Fans instantly fell over themselves to review the tweet and apologize to

Camille.

As a result, the phrase "Apologize to Camille" has appeared on Weibo.

But someone said, "Am I the only one concerned about why Camille

spent her high school years at Master Albert's house? Wasn't it Miss

Camille of the Armstrong family? Why didn't the Armstrong family pay

attention to this? What does the Armstrong family mean when

something happens and they don't come out to defend it?"

"I also expressed curiosity."

Although a number of people echoed the sentiment, it was quickly

overshadowed by more apologies.

Many people also said that Camille is a winner in life, and Ayan is her

husband and Albert is her brother like a friend.

MU.

Camille's crisis is solved once and for all.

But she didn't know it herself until Ayan came downstairs and saw her

sitting mute in the living room, and he said, "What are you doing sitting

here?"

Camille now reacted, and she said lightly, "Nothing."

Ayan frowned slightly, his handsome face was warm and light: "Have

you read Twitter?"