Chapter 1006: Shifting Blame

Chapter 1006: Shifting Blame

“I'm sorry, I'm not too sure. Maybe you can try calling her?" Horace

replied distantly, shaking his head with a cold and indifferent

expression. There was no warmth in his eyes, and his brows furrowed.

Page couldn't fully trust Horace's words but decided to inquire further.

"Mr. Burris, if you don't know where she moved, how did you know she

doesn't live here anymore?"

Horace squinted slightly, maintaining his cold demeanor. "Mrs.

Armstrong, your question is making it difficult for me to respond. I have

some business dealings with Mr. Simpson, and he mentioned it once.

But please don't let Mr. Simpson hear about this conversation; it might

lead to misunderstandings.”

Horace's response remained conspicuously cold and distant, in line

with his established character. Page, considering his role as a part of

Armstrong Corp, found it hard to believe that he had ulterior motives.

After all, his current position as the general manager of Armstrong Corp

owed much to the Armstrong family's support.

As Page contemplated this, she gradually placed more trust in Horace's

words. Her gaze towards him carried a sense of relief.

She didn't offer any explanation for her previous inquiries. Instead, she

smiled politely and said, "Camille probably mentioned it to me before,

but I might have forgotten. I apologize for bothering you, Mr. Burris. It's

getting late, and I won't disturb you any longer."

Horace replied with a brief, "Mrs. Armstrong, Goodbye," but his tone

remained distant.

As Page walked away, her eyes landed on the fruits Horace had

purchased. She couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Burris, did you buy all these

fruits for yourself? Are you seeing someone now? I haven't heard you

mention anyone. How about inviting her for dinner sometime? Since

we're friends, and you're the General Manager of Armstrong Corp, we

should take care of each other, right?"

Horace's response was concise, "There will be a chance to meet each

other.”

Page relented and was about to leave, but at that moment, Horace's

phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, and his eyes flickered for a

moment. He disconnected the call and then turned to Page, saying, "I'll

go in now."

Page nodded and watched as Horace entered Maple Leaves Mansion's

gate. She couldn't help but wonder about the guarded look in Horace's

eyes. Had she misinterpreted it?

Page shook her head, deciding not to dwell on it further. She needed to

get home and inform Brody about Camille's move.

As Page left, Horace had already taken the elevator up to the floor

where Grace lived.

Their apartments were close to each other, one above the other.

Horace knocked on Grace's door, and she quickly answered. "I called

you; why didn't you answer?"

Horace entered the apartment and changed his shoes before taking her

hand and leading her toward the living room. He spoke calmly, “I just

met your mother.”

Grace froze, her entire body stiffening. Her reaction was tense as she

asked, "You saw my mom?"

"Yes," Horace replied.

"Does she know I live here?" Grace's face displayed panic. She looked

at Horace, fear in her eyes, and asked, "What should we do now?"

Grace was very anxious and worried. Her face showed a growing

sense of panic, and she looked at Horace with a troubled expression.

Horace quickly set down the fruits he was carrying and gently

embraced her, his voice low and soothing. "Don't worry. She doesn't

know you're here. She came looking for Camille, thinking Camille still

lived here. She probably assumed you were staying at Camille's place.”

Grace's expression gradually eased, and she asked, "Do you think she

might cause trouble for Camille?"

Horace replied, "No, she won't. Ayan wouldn't let her harm Camille."

“I'm just worried. Can I call Camille to make sure everything's okay?"

"Of course." Horace handed his phone to Grace and added, "Don't

overthink it. Since you've moved here, just focus on settling in. If

anything comes up, I'll handle it. For now, it's best if you don't go out,

okay?"

Grace nodded and said, "I understand.”

She took Horace's phone and dialed Camille's number. The call was

answered promptly.

"Mr. Burris?" came Camille's voice from the other end.

“It's me, Cami,” Grace quickly responded. "Cami, did Mom come

looking for you? I'm really sorry; I just heard from Horace that she came

to Maple Leaves Mansion to find you. If she goes to Franklin Bay to

look for you, you don't need to worry about it. She's probably trying to

find out where I am."

Grace was straightforward in explaining her purpose for calling and

expressed her apologies and embarrassment.

Camille didn't seem to mind at all. She didn't pay much attention to

what Brody and Page had said. Camille replied, “It's okay, don't worry.

Just stay safe at Horace's place. If they figure things out, great. If not,

it's their problem. As for me, no matter what they do, I won't be

affected.”

"Okay, that's a relief. I'm really sorry for causing you any trouble,”

Grace apologized again. She really didn't want to trouble Camille

further and didn't want her to be upset about this situation, which could

affect their recently improved relationship.

Camille laughed at Grace's repeated apologies and said, "Enough with

the apologies. If you genuinely feel sorry, treat Horace and me to dinner

after this is all settled. After all, I'm your sister, right? Shouldn't you and

my future brother-in-law spare no expense to invite me for dinner?"

Camille's words lightened the mood, and Grace agreed, "Of course, it's

a deal. Whatever you want to eat, just let me know."

"Great, I'll let you know later. Now, take care of yourself. You have

someone tall to rely on, and they care about you. Nothing will happen,”

Camille reassured her.

Grace said, "Cami, about the Wesley family..."

Camille interrupted, "The Wesley family issue has nothing to do with

you. It's all due to Mom and Dad. You don't need to defend them or

apologize on their behalf. If you don't want me to be upset with you

over this, then don't speak up for them, okay?"

Camille interrupted Grace, not wanting to hear her mention the matter

any further. She also didn't want Grace to explain or apologize on

behalf of Brody and Page. What had happened had happened, and

Camille had witnessed it firsthand. It was a fact that couldn't be

changed by anyone.

Camille abruptly ended the call, citing that it was getting late. She didn't

want the conversation to escalate further. She was already unhappy

with what Brody and Page had done, and she didn't want to hear

anyone defend them.

After hanging up, Camille took a deep breath and looked at Ayan, who

was reading nearby. "Did I come off as too harsh?"

“It's fine. You were just expressing your thoughts and the truth. It's

better than letting Grace continue defending them. If you acknowledge

her as your sister, then protect this relationship. Regarding what other

say and do, both of you don't need to get involved, or this relationship

won't last,” Ayan said, gently pinching her cheek and offering thoughtful

analysis.

Camille had the same thought, which was why she didn't allow Grace

to speak on behalf of Brody and Page. She knew that this was the only

way to maintain their current relationship.

But would Grace blame her?

Grace stared at her hung-up phone, feeling uncertain. She looked at

Horace and asked, "Cami is upset. What should I do?"

Horace asked Grace seriously, "Do you think she's more important, or

are your parents more important?"