Chapter 782 Secret


    Simpson furrowed his brow, as if genuinely pondering, before asking in a t tone, "Preston? Isn''t he


    Cami''s friend? The one who had something to do with the problem that arose during the project of our


    Ayan chuckled. "Looks like you remember quite well."


    "Naturally I have some impression of him. After all, he''s Cami''s friend," Simpson said sarcastically to


    Ayan. It was like a sharp knife stabbing at his heart and he couldn''t even resist.


    He pursed his lips and tilted his head to look at Simpson. "Grandpa, you''re still as heartless as ever


    towards me!"


    Simpson alsoughed. "Oh no no, I''m just telling it as it is."


    Ayan rubbed his hair and gazed at Simpson with little expression on his face. He said, "Grandpa,


    besides knowing that he is Camille''s friend, do you have any other impressions of him?"


    Simpson frowned slightly and asked Ayan: "Other impressions? What do you mean? You don''t mean


    the impression that he has feelings for Cami?"


    The old man continued speaking slowly: "I?? m an old man now. There are some things that I can see


    without being told directly. This Preston has some feelings for Cami, so if you treat her badly, there will


    be plenty of men out there chasing after her."


    "Well, I know your favorite granddaughter-inw Cami is very nice, so please don''t be mean to me,


    OK? I promise I will treat her well and cherish her." Ayan surrendered quickly. The way Simpson spoke


    was not harsh, but every word felt like needles piercing into him deeply because Grandpa knew him


    best.


    However, Old Simpson didn?? t just ignored his words. He snorted coldly and asked rhetorically: "Who


    are you to her? Why should you cherish her so much? You two are still divorced now; don?? t think


    she?? s your wife just because she?? s a little better towards you. If you really want to cherish her, then


    remarry quickly!"


    Thest sentence was what Old Simpson really wanted to say. Because they had been divorced for so


    long, and the Armstrong family knew about it too. Simpson didn?? t know how they thought about


    Camille. So he was anxious, not wanting anyone using or criticizing her .


    He knew Camille''s struggles and how she had grew up better than anyone else. It was he who had


    discussed with Old Armstrong about marrying Camille into the Simpson family, so he felt responsible


    for her.


    After listening to the old Simpson''s request, Ayan smiled and said, "Okay, I''ll do it as soon as possible.


    But you have to help me out too; otherwise she''ll be cold towards me."


    Old Simpson didn''t take Ayan''s side and said, "That must mean you haven''t done a good enough job."


    After chatting for a while, Ayan got back on topic and asked, "Grandpa, have you seen Preston


    anywhere else?"


    "No, I haven''t." the old Simpson spoke without much emotion.


    Ayan asked, "Do you know Elijah?"


    "Is the Armstrong family that secretary?"


    "HMM."


    "Yes. He has worked at Armstrong Corp. for many years and Cami''s father for so long. Of course I


    have met him before."


    "Do you remember anything about him?"


    "What impression do I need of him?" Old Simpson frowned, his cloudy eyes fixed on Ayan and asked,


    "You asked me so many questions today. What are you trying to say?"


    "Grandpa, did the Simpson family do anything to offend or owe anyone?"


    Ayan did not answer the old Simpson''s question. He asked the old Simpson with his dark eyes.


    His look was too serious, withplexity in his eyes, which made Old Simpson fall into meditation.


    A few secondster, he replied impassively: "The way we navigate through the business has always


    been fair and just. We owe no one. As to whether we have offended anyone or not, I still tell you the


    same, ourpany cane to where it is today, naturally we offended others more or less. No


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    business is perfect without any loophole."


    Ayan nodded understandingly; he knew well of the old man?? s character but still felt like something


    wasn?? t adding up.


    Was there something hidden from him?


    The Old man then questioned what all this had to do with Preston and Elijah.


    Ayan replied honestly saying that he wasn?? t sure yet.


    The old Simpson furrowed his brow, his expression darkening. "You came back a few days ago and


    asked me some questions, so you were trying to find out about these two people?"


    Ayan didn''t deny it, but Old Simpson''s reaction remained unchanged, without any extra emotion or


    expression. This left Ayan feeling unsure.


    He didn''t continue to press the issue and instead used a tone that suggested since the old Simpson


    didn''t know anything about it then he was probably overthinking things and ended the conversation.


    Afterwards, he chatted with Old Simpson for a bit about thepany?? s affairs and also talked to him


    about Dane City''s project. He temporarily put aside what had just happened.


    When he left Old Simpson''s room, Ayan didn''t immediately leave but went upstairs to see Timmy.


    He yed with Timmy in the nursery for a while until Talia noticed that he seemed distracted. She


    asked him: "What''s wrong? Do you have something on your mind?"


    He snapped out of his thoughts and shook his head when she asked if he had fought with Cami again.


    Talia snorted lightly: "It?? s written all over your face that something is bothering you."


    Timmy pped his hands as if he understood what they were talking about and shouted: "Mama!


    Mama!"


    Timmy already knew many simple words but sometimes spoke too clearly or not enough.


    Timmy?? s words made both Talia and Ayanugh at once.


    Ayan gently pinched Timmy?? s cheek with affection; it was a fatherly smile as he whispered softly: "Do


    you miss Mommy?"


    Timmy smiled back indicating yes; he missed her very much indeed!


    Ayan said: "I''ll take him away now so we can stay at Maple Leaves Mansion tonight. You cane


    pick him up tomorrow morning."


    "Okay," Talia agreed immediately before asking the nanny to prepare everything needed for Timmy.


    Even though it was only one night, there were still quite a few things required which amounted to quite


    a big piece of luggage altogether.


    As Ayan picked up Timmy from Talia?? s arms, he suddenly remembered something else before asking


    her: "When will dad be back?"


    Talia nced at her watch before answering: "Soon I think. He doesn?? t have anything nned today,


    so I believe around this time he should be on his way back."


    Just as she finished speaking, Fletcher''s car could be heard outside approaching them.


    Ayan squinted as he handed Timmy over to Talia, saying:"I''ll chat with dad for a bit."


    Talia nodded taking hold of Timy while watching Ayann leave towards Fletcher.


    Ayan walked downstairs and he and his father avoided Old Simpson as they made their way to a bench


    in the garden. Fletcher noticed Ayan''s serious expression and knew he had something on his mind.


    "What''s wrong?" Fletcher asked.


    Ayan spoke without much emotion, "I have something to ask you." He looked at Fletcher while keeping


    an eye on any movement inside the vi, making sure that neither Old Simpson nor the butler would


    others?"


    Fletcher was taken aback by his question.


    "What do you mean by secrets?" he asked with some confusion.


    "I mean things that you don''t want others to know," Ayan rified.


    "Do you even know what you''re talking about?" Fletcher replied coldly, annoyed by Ayan''s words. This


    was still his home after all. How could he say something like that?


    Ayan smiledand said, "Don''t take it too seriously. I just want to learn more about our family and whether


    or not we''ve done anything shady."