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Chapter 196 Unease

    Chapter 196 Unease


    But before Camille could figure out the answer, herees Kian.


    Kian reported the results truthfully: "Mr. Simpson, ma''am, I found out that this aunt is connected to


    Grace because Grace has been sponsoring her son''s graduate school."


    "You mean the results of the investigation have nothing to do with Grace and the Armstrong family?"


    "Suffice it to say, I also looked into the Armstrong family''s connection to this aunt separately, and


    neither your father nor mother had any dealings with the aunt other than Grace."


    Camille''s hanging stones are slowly falling, in fact, she is really afraid to have a rtionship with the


    Armstrong family, then, she really will feel the chill.


    She looked at Kian and asked, "If I have nothing to do with the Armstrong family, then I have nothing to


    do with my aunt, so why is she doing this to me?"


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    "Ma''am, although this matter has nothing to do with the Armstrong family, this aunt did receive money


    from others to drug your food and deliberately tell those lies to mislead you."


    Kian said he could not find out who the person who bought the aunt was yet?


    Because the other party and the aunt''s transactions are through WeChat, so it is a little difficult to


    investigate, the only thing that can be determined is that the other party must know Camille and Ayan.


    Otherwise, it is impossible to know the time of Ayan''s business trip, and it is also impossible to do it


    during Ayan''s business trip by coincidence.


    Camille was silent for a long time after hearing this before asking, "Where is Auntie now?"


    "At the police station, I submitted all this evidence to the police station as well."


    Ayan waved Kian out before looking at Camille and asking, "Camille, you can''t bear to let her pay her


    fair share of the me?"


    "No." She just suddenly wanted to Kate down her, to ask her why she could do such a thing when she


    knew she was pregnant, when she was also a mother.


    But then think about it, such people, no matter how good they seem to be, but they are just doing harm


    in the name of goodness.


    Camille didn''t ask about it anymore, she didn''t want to talk about it, she left it all to Ayan.


    Naturally, Auntie had to face thew, but at the same time, Ayan also asked Kian to bring the news to


    Grace, and he wanted Grace to see what kind of people she had sponsored?


    Camille stayed in the hospital for two days and Dr. Ellis took care of all her checkups, probably


    because of God''s favor, the baby and the adults were fine.


    But Dr. Ellis was concerned about the risks and told Ayan privately, "It''s a good idea to have regr


    checkups just in case, because so far the mother is fine, but we can''t take it lightly, but it''s good that


    you know, and Camille doesn''t have to talk about it anywhere, so she doesn''t have to feel burdened."


    Ayan nodded his head in response.


    He spent the whole two days with Camille, taking good care of her, hoping she could rx and be


    happy.


    After being discharged from the hospital, it was back to the apartment.


    All those original fears and dreads are gone, and everything is back to the previous peace and


    tranquility.


    Not to mention that the matter is not yet over, the person behind the curtain has not yet been found,


    and as long as it is not found, Camille''s heart will be restless.


    She said to Ayan, "Ayan, I want to know who it is. I must know!"


    "Okay, I promise you, this matter will always be investigated, also will keep an eye on the people


    around us, will not let go of any traces."


    She nodded and gave a faint smile.


    Ayan, in order to keep her busy and not thinking, took out the file he had Kian put together long ago


    and handed it to her: "Look at this, are you interested?"


    "What''s this?" Camille asks as she opens the file.


    Ayan gave her the rule book for the architectpetition.


    Ayan said, "Want to participate? This event is hosted by the Simpson Group, and this is your major,


    want to try it?"


    Camille smiled lightly, and instead of telling Ayan that she was already preparing to participate, she


    simply asked, "Do you think I can do it?"


    "What? You don''t have much confidence in yourself?"


    "Of course not."


    "Since it''s not, sign up for it?"


    Ayan was clearly waiting for her to nod.


    Camille said lightly, "Ayan, to be honest, you''re a step toote."


    "Hmm?"


    "I decided to attend some days ago, so your invitation waste."


    Camille gave him a look, and as for the rules he gave she had read them long ago.


    Ayan asked, "Howe you didn''t tell me about it?"


    "Ayan , this is mypany''s business, I can not tell you, after all, it is considered confidential, right?"


    She smiled lightly with a few inquiries.


    He gazed at her, his voice low, and asked, "So you''re going to keep this from me?"


    "I don''t know, maybe take the title and show off with you?"


    "Yes, so I''ll wait?"


    Camille didn''t think he''d just say yes, as if she could actually win the title.


    Camille asked, "Do you believe I can take the title?"


    "Do you want to take it or not?"


    "The people who participate in thispetition want to, right?"


    "But you have a shortcut, want to take it?" He reached out and cupped her cheek, his deep eyes


    flushed with a faint smile, "Hmm?"


    Camille asks, "What''s the shortcut?"


    "You can''t see?" He narrowed his eyes and his voice was low: "You can''t even see it when it''s in front


    of your eyes?"


    "You want to be bribed by me?"


    "So do you want a bribe?" He pulled the person directly into his arms and cradled them gently, his low,


    husky voice asking softly, "Camille , now that the shortcut is right in front of you, do you want to find a


    way to bribe?"


    Camilleughed and she said, "Mr. Simpson , I don''t know what to bribe you with, you don''tck money


    or things, so I find it so hard."


    "Then you can think of something else."


    "What is the solution, Mr. Simpson, can you tell me?"


    She raised her eyebrows and her eyes took on a sly look.


    Ayan''s thin lips rose slightly to reveal a light curve and said in a low voice, "Try saying something


    nice?"


    "So easy to bribe Mr. Simpson?"


    Camille''s lips narrowed slightly, and her cheeks revealed a clear smile.


    He said, "How do you know if you don''t try it?"


    "Let''s just forget about it." She shook her head outright.


    Camille, didn''t your teachers teach you to stick to your guns in school?" Ayan asked, puzzled, "You''re


    giving up so soon?


    "Of course taught, but the teacher also taught that cheap is not good good is not cheap, so too simple


    bribery certainly can not change the champion, so I think it is better to be on the ground step by step by


    skill."


    She said a serious, but the under-eye smile is clear for Ayan to see.


    After she said thest word, Ayan lifted his hands to cup her face and kissed her on the lips.


    Because of this incident, Camille''s dependence on Ayan is slowly deepening and their rtionship


    seems to be getting closer.


    Once Camille recovered, she officially started preparing for the designpetition, but it didn''t end


    there, Ayan was still looking into it.


    In fact, Ayan behind Camille''s back to the Armstrong family has been investigated, although Camille


    believe the Armstrong family, but he does not believe, he only believes in evidence, but the final result


    has nothing to do with the Armstrong family.


    After that, Ayan asked Kian to check the new direction and estimated that the results would be


    avable soon.


    At that moment, there was also a knock on the office door.


    Kian looked a little flustered and walked in with a white envelope of paper in his hand, he said in a low


    voice: "Mr. Simpson , this is the photos that the private detective I arranged just gave me as well as


    some previous surveince video footage."


    Kian ced the envelope paper on his desk and pushed it in front of Ayan.


    He looked gloomy, his deep eyes swept a faint nce at Kian, and his voice was deep as he asked,


    "How did it turn out?"
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