Chapter 1062: Hiding


    Chapter 1062: Hiding


    After about half a minute, Grace shook her head and muttered softly, "Impossible. It can''t be. Dad


    wouldn''t do that. Is their rtionship all for show?"


    Grace was talking to herself, posing questions and answering them.


    Camille remained silent, watching her closely.


    Grace met Camille''s gaze and whispered, "Cami, are you joking with me?"


    Camille maintained her steady look, her voice devoid of warmth. "If you think I''m joking, then I really


    don''t know what to say. I''ve told you before; I''m not so bored as to make up these things for fun. So you


    decide if what I''m saying is worth believing."


    Grace fell silent and couldn''t find any words. Deep down, she knew Camille wasn''t lying. Camille didn''t


    need to go through this effort to drive a wedge between her and the Armstrong family. This was not the


    way.


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    Struggling to ept this shocking revtion, Grace''s heart raced when she considered her parents''


    seemingly genuine affection for each other, only to realize it had all been an act. She remained silent,


    her expression deeply solemn.


    Camille''s voice broke the silence. "By now, you should have your answers. I don''t need to say much


    more. The purpose of my visit today wasn''t originally to inform you about this. In fact, I had no intention


    to tell you when I first found out about this. But seeing you like this, I thought if I didn''t tell you, you


    might still harbor hopes or guilt towards the Armstrong family or our parents. So, I felt that I should at


    least tell you. It''s not your fault. Most of what''s happening now is driven by their selfishness. If they


    weren''t so focused on their own interests, things wouldn''t havee to this."


    Grace softly nodded in acknowledgment of Camille''s words.


    She met Camille''s eyes and said, "I understand what you''re saying. I''m just finding it incredibly hard to


    believe. I never thought something like this could happen to me. This is all so unexpected."


    Grace forced a bitter smile. Her expression grew colder, her eyes clouded with sadness. In a low,


    hoarse voice, she continued, "You''re telling me all this to help me regain myposure. I understand


    your intention. My current state isn''t because I don''t trust what you''ve told me. It''s just that I need some


    time to ept it. I''ll process it on my own."


    "Okay, now that you understand the reasoning, let me tell you the purpose of my visit today," Camille


    said, maintaining her gaze. Although she couldn''t fullyprehend Grace''s emotional turmoil, she


    understood the difficulty of Grace''s situation. If her rtionship with the Armstrong family were as


    profound as Grace''s, she might find it equally challenging to ept. Yet Camille was different; her


    rtionship with the Armstrong family had always been distant. Regardless of what Brody and Page


    did, she could easily ept it as she had no emotional ties. So, she could view the situation with


    detachment.


    Camille gave Grace a deep look but spoke calmly, "Considering the current situation, would you


    consider leaving Hance City temporarily until all these messy affairs settle down?"


    Grace wasn''t surprised by Camille''s words, so she quickly asked, "Did Horacee to talk to you and


    persuade me?"


    Camille looked at Grace and casually asked, "Why do you ask like that?"


    "Just an instinctual thought. So, was it him?"


    "Not exactly, but he has that intention. Because you''re still in Hance City, the Armstrong family is


    already keeping an eye on him. If they find out that you''re here, they''ll likely locate you quickly. The


    Armstrong family is ruthless, and you might think I''m being cold, but it''s the reality!"


    Camille smiled lightly, yet there was no humor in her eyes, her lips forming a sardonic curve.


    Grace quickly exined, "I didn''t think that way."


    Camille just smiled and continued, "Actually, Ayan and I believe it would be better for you to leave


    Hance. If they can''t gain anything or get a reaction from me, you''ll be their next target. They''ve used


    coercion against you before, haven''t they? Only by leaving Hance and making sure they can''t find you


    will you be safe. Otherwise, you might endure what they did to me, and I''m sure you wouldn''t want that,


    would you?"


    She didn''t respond immediately to Camille''s words, but the mention of the things Camille had described


    brought vivid images to her mind. The thought of those struggles and despair sent her face into a cold,


    stiff expression.


    Camille watched her pale face, and her voice resounded again, "Leaving Hance is also for the sake of


    preserving your rtionship with the Armstrong family. If they ever use what they did to me on you,


    you''d be utterly disappointed, right? If ites to that, it''s better to avoid it in advance and not lose all


    hope in the Armstrong family, don''t you think?"


    Grace''s face remained stiff, her expression growing increasingly somber. She held her breath,


    maintaining a prolonged silence while she contemted her choices.


    Camille didn''t disturb her silence or decision-making but quietly sat on the couch, keeping herpany


    in silence.


    This silence continued for a while, and the atmosphere in the study remained heavy.


    The two men in the study had observed the entire conversation, with Ayan asking Horace if he wanted


    to know Grace''s reaction. Without waiting for Horace''s response, Ayan also opened the living room''s


    surveince feed.


    Both of them sat in the study, watching theputer screen and observing Grace''s silence and


    hesitation. Horace''s expression grew even darker.


    Ayan asked calmly, "Mr. Burris, do you think she''ll agree?"


    Horace''s face grew even more solemn, and his voice carried an unusual weight. "Perhaps."


    Ayan gave a faint smile. "Seems like you aren''t very confident in her decision, huh?"


    Horace sighed, a rare urrence, and his tone held a touch of helplessness. "She''s different from


    others. She''s extremely insecure. She''s always done what the Armstrong family told her to. Over time,


    it''s be a habit for her."


    Ayan nodded, saying, "It''s precisely because of that we need to use this situation to help her be


    independent, to learn to think for herself and make decisions."


    "You''re right. So, I''ll rely on Mrs. Simpson to help convince her for me."


    "No problem. Mr. Burris, your sincerity is indeed impressive." Ayan got up, went to the liquor cab,


    and poured them both a drink. Even though he didn''t stay here regrly, the house was regrly


    maintained by a cleaning service. It had everything they needed, so staying over suddenly was not an


    issue.


    Ayan handed the ss to Horace, and they clinked sses. Ayan remarked, "Mr. Burris, you''ve hidden


    your abilities quite well. Given the recent situation with Armstrong Corp, you could have easily taken


    control."


    Horace didn''t hold back. "Because of Grace, I''m worried that I might have gone too far with the


    Armstrong family for her to ept."


    Ayan smiled, realizing he had underestimated the depth of Horace''s feelings for Grace. However, he


    saw this as a positive development. Knowing Horace''s true identity, Ayan believed having a friend was


    far better than an adversarialpetitor, especially since their interactions had been conflict-free from


    their first meeting until now. Though they weren''t extremely close, each encounter had been


    characterized by frankness.


    Ayan narrowed his eyes, his tone exuding confidence. "You haven''t done anything to harm her parents.


    You''ve simply made the right choices. If you had blindly followed their decisions, Armstrong Corp would


    have crumbled into dust by now."