Chapter 1037: Recklessness


    Chapter 1037: Recklessness


    The questions fromizens were picked up and shared by some prominent social media personalities,


    leading to a growing wave of people demanding answers from Armstrong Corp''s official ount.


    Armstrong Corp, at this moment, faced numerous doubts and inquiries. In the eyes of outsiders, even


    though Horace now held power in Armstrong Corp, thepany was still associated with the


    Armstrong family. Since they couldn''t find anyone from the Armstrong family, it was natural to turn to


    Armstrong Corp.


    Around 5 PM, Horace was leaving Armstrong Corp''s headquarters for a dinner engagement. His car


    was waiting at the entrance when a group of reporters suddenly emerged from the crowd, holding


    cameras and microphones, and bombarded him with questions: "Mr. Burris, do you have any


    media outlets to target Mr. Simpson?"


    "Mr. Burris, is Mr. Armstrong''s actions rted to Armstrong Corp''s development? Is it because Mr.


    Simpson posed a threat to Armstrong Corp''s projects and put thepany at risk, leading you to resort


    to such tactics for retaliation?"


    "Mr. Burris, do you have anything to say?"


    The reporters'' questions were sharp and demanding, causing Horace''s expression to immediately


    darken.


    He gave the assembled reporters a cold and prating look, halting his boarding of the car. His face


    turned cold and indifferent, and his voice took on a lower tone as he said, "I believe you may have


    misunderstood something."


    The journalists and cameramen present at the scene were briefly puzzled, not quite grasping the


    meaning behind Horace''s words.


    In the next moment, he continued in a detached tone, "This is a matter involving the Armstrong family,


    and it''s Mr. Armstrong''s personal actions. How is it relevant to Armstrong Corp? If any of you have


    objections to this matter, you can go directly to Mr. Armstrong to ask. There''s no need toe to


    Armstrong Corp to inquire about it. After all, all matters within Armstrong Corp are under my


    responsibility. Mr. Armstrong haspletely stepped back. There''s no need to probe whether I am


    aware of Mr. Armstrong''s actions. I can tell you directly that I have no knowledge, and neither does


    Armstrong Corp. This is the extent of my response today. Regarding this matter and anything


    concerning Mr. Armstrong in the future, I won''t be providing any furtherments. I hope journalists


    can understand my position."


    Horace concluded his statement and instructed his secretary to take the reporters to a nearby cafe to


    take a break, have a cup of coffee, and rx for a while. After all, it had been a long day, and everyone


    was exhausted.


    Faced with Horace''s friendly attitude, everyone present was quite satisfied. They even felt a slight


    fondness for Horace. After all, a kind word turns away wrath.


    Horace got into his car, and his secretary, after ensuring the reporters were settled, quickly joined him.


    The secretary looked at Horace in the rearview mirror with some concern and asked, "Mr. Burris, your


    recent statements will likely reach Mr. Armstrong''s ears very soon. If Mr. Armstrong finds out, could this


    potentially cause trouble for you? Mr. Armstrong is known for being difficult to deal with, and if the


    situation esctes like the previous stock matter, it might not look good. What are your thoughts?"


    "If I''m willing to say it, I''m not afraid of him finding out. If I don''t rify this matter, do you think the


    media will not link Armstrong Corp and us directly to him? Those usations against Ayan and the


    events he brought up have beenpletely dismantled due to Camille''s livestream. If we don''t rify


    the situation at this time, the me on Armstrong Corp will be even greater and heavier."


    Horace''s expression remained calm, but between his brows, there was a slight furrow. He raised his


    hand to gently massage his temple, and his face appeared genuinely troubled.


    The secretary nodded in agreement with Horace''s statement and asked in a low voice, "And what


    about Miss Grace?"


    "I''ll exin to her."


    "Alright, I understand." The secretary nodded and then proceeded to take Horace to the dinner event.


    Soon, the rush-hour evening was in full swing. Everyone was heading home from work, and the streets


    were filled with countless vehicles and pedestrians.


    Camille and Sienna were also preparing to leave the office. They took the elevator down together and


    arrived at the underground parking lot. After the events of the past few days, Camille was now


    somewhat apprehensive about entering the garage. She had arranged for several colleagues to leave


    work together, which made her feel safer.


    However, everything went smoothly, and except for a few coworkers from her ownpany, she didn''t


    encounter anyone else.


    Even Sienna couldn''t help butment, "What''s going on today? It feels like there are fewer people."


    Yessica and the other two colleagues nodded and said, "Yeah, usually, we have to wait in line for the


    elevator, but today it seems pretty smooth."


    While everyone casually mentioned this, they didn''t pay it much heed. It was only when Camille and


    Sienna got into their car that Sienna asked, "Did the Armstrong family really have no response to your


    livestream today? Is their inte down? We''re in the inte age, after all. Your father might have


    retired from Armstrong Corp, but he''s been in the Hance City business circle for many years. Doesn''t


    he have a few people he''s on good terms with? Wouldn''t they inform him?"


    Camille had considered Sienna''s question because they had passed the majority of the day without


    any action or response, which was unusual for Brody and Page.


    However, Camille had long blocked them on her contact list, so she naturally wouldn''t receive their


    calls.


    Camille pursed her lips and said, "They''re probably too busy and have no time to bother with me."


    "Who knows? Let''s hope it stays that way."


    The car exited the garage, and because the situation outside was unstable, Sienna decided to drive


    directly back to Franklin Bay.


    Staying home seemed like the safest option.


    Camille returned home, but Ayan hadn''t arrived yet. It had been a busy day, and the two of them hadn''t


    been in contact at all.


    Camille went upstairs first, took a shower, changed intofortable clothes, and then came back


    downstairs. Just as she descended the stairs, Ayan returned home.


    Ayan had an air of urgency about him. Camille, still standing on the staircase, watched him as he


    entered. She asked, somewhat surprised, "Why are you in such a hurry?"


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    He met Camille''s gaze and replied in a gentle voice, "Let''s go back to the Simpson''s mansion now."


    "Now?" Camille was taken aback. She continued down the stairs until she stood in front of Ayan. She


    looked up at him and asked, "Is it really so urgent? Auntie is already preparing dinner."


    "Your parents have gone to the Simpson''s mansion, and Grandpa knows what happened in the past


    couple of days. Let''s go there now, okay?"


    With Ayan''s words, Camille''s expression froze, and she immediately asked, "Why did they go to the


    Simpson''s mansion?"


    Ayan exined, "Probably because they couldn''t see you or me, they decided to go directly to the


    Simpson''s mansion."


    He had neglected to consider that they might head directly to the Simpson''s mansion, and his


    expression became even colder.


    Camille didn''t even bother to change her clothes. She grabbed a coat hanging on a nearby rack, put it


    on, and then said to Ayan, "Then let''s hurry back."


    The two of them rushed out and headed straight for the Simpson''s mansion.


    The atmosphere in the car was tense and quiet.


    Camille had a stoic expression, and her emotions seemed excessively cold. She took a deep breath,


    mustered up the courage, and turned to Ayan. She spoke softly, "Ayan, I''m sorry."


    Ayan instinctively furrowed his brows. His deep eyes shifted to Camille, showing a hint of curiosity. He


    asked, "Why the sudden apology?"


    "Because of the Armstrong family. I never thought they''d disturb Grandpa. If I had known, I definitely


    wouldn''t have acted so recklessly today. I would have discussed it with you first and waited for you to


    take precautions before doing anything like that." Camille regretted her actions now, as she shouldn''t


    have bothered her grandfather. After all, the old Simpson was advanced in age, and if he couldn''t


    handle such disruptions, the consequences would be too much for her to bear.


    Camille''s self-me and guilt affected Ayan''s mood, and he became somewhat displeased. He


    reached out and held Camille''s hand, then whispered, "This has nothing to do with you. You did this to


    protect me, and I''m happy that you did. It makes me feel like you''re looking out for me, Cami, and that


    genuinely makes me happy."


    Ayan didn''t hesitate to express his gratitude for Camille''s actions that day. Even though it was in the


    past, the images from her livestream and her protective words still vividly resonated with him. He


    appreciated her immensely, even though he no longer required protection in his current position.