Chapter 1072: Wrong


    Chapter 1072: Wrong


    It was probably Fletcher, Talia, or the old Simpson who informed Ayan about what happened tonight.


    Hearing him speak this way, Camille nodded in agreement, "Yes, I know."


    Ayan''s eyes were exceptionally tender, and his tone was very gentle as he said, "It''s gettingte. Get


    some rest. I might be back tomorrow evening."


    "Alright, you get some rest too."


    "Okay, good night!"


    "Good night!"


    After bidding each other goodbye, the call ended.


    Camille didn''t ask Ayan about Grace''s situation. She didn''t want to inquire too much because


    sometimes no news was the best news. As for where Grace had gone, it was better not to know; at


    least that way she wouldn''t worry about identally letting something slip.


    Camille thought this way, and her face finally rxed.


    That night, Camille fell asleep before 11 p. m., and her phone''s ringing woke her up the next morning.


    It was not her usual rm clock; it was a call.


    It was still not seven o''clock, and Camille''s regr rm was set for 7:20 a. m. So, she was being


    woken up nearly twenty minutes earlier than usual, which could make a significant difference in the


    quality of her sleep.


    Camille wasn''t too happy to be awakened like this. The phone kept ringing as if there was an insistent


    message that it would continue until she answered it.


    Camille stared at her phone with an expressionless face for several seconds before slowly and


    reluctantly answering the call.


    "Hello?"


    "Is this Miss Armstrong? This is Hance City Hospital. Can I trouble you toe over now? Your mother


    had a car ident and is currently hospitalized. We need a family member toe in and sign the


    papers."


    It was a woman''s voice.


    Camille was taken aback, and her face was filled with incredulous shock. She asked in disbelief, "My


    mother? Are you sure you haven''t got it wrong?"


    "Your mother isn''t Mrs. Armstrong? There''s no mistake. It was your mother who asked me to call you.


    She initially tried to call you from her phone, but we couldn''t get through, so I called you from the


    hospital phone. Pleasee to the hospital right away. You haven''t settled the bill yet. She has a mild


    concussion, and her mental state isn''t very good. Do you want to have a more detailed examination?"


    After the nurse had finished speaking, she repeatedly reminded Camille toe to the hospital


    immediately.


    Camille remained stunned, and her mind was filled with questions about this situation. Shey still in


    bed for several minutes, not moving. Eventually, she lifted the covers and got out of bed.


    She looked at the time; it was almost 7:30. Ayan probably hadn''t woken up yet.


    Camille left her phone on the bed and went to freshen up. By the time she was done, it was nearly


    7:30. She picked up her phone and sent a message to Kian.


    Originally, she thought that if Kian didn''t reply, she would let it be, but Kian replied very quickly.


    Upon seeing the message, Camille immediately dialed Kian''s number. Receiving a call from Camille


    this early, Kian was quite surprised, "Mrs. Simpson, is there something you need?"


    Kian''s tone had a hint of nervousness.


    Camille smiled gently and said, "Don''t be nervous; I''m not calling about him."


    Kian quickly responded, "Mrs. Simpson, you have misunderstood; I didn''t mean it that way."


    "Really? Why do I feel you''re quite tense? You''re not hiding something from me, are you?"


    "Of course not. Mr. Simpson hasn''t woken up yet. I was just about to wake him up." Kian hurriedly


    exined.


    Camille smiled and didn''t continue discussing Ayan''s situation. Instead, she said to Kian, "Kian, I need


    to ask you a favor."


    Kian asked, "Mrs. Simpson, what is it?"


    "Can you arrange for someone to check if there''s anyone from the Armstrong family in the hospital?


    There was a car ident, and I want to know if it''s true."


    Camille didn''t fully trust the Armstrong family. No matter what happened with them, she had a


    subconscious doubt. The Armstrong family had been like the boy who cried wolf, repeatedly telling lies.


    With each lie, they had lost credibility.


    Kian understood Camille''s intention and promptly replied, "Certainly, I''ll check right away. Please wait a


    moment."


    Camille thanked him, and Kian made the call. The phone wasn''t disconnected, so Camille heard the


    conversation and details as Kian inquired.


    After about thirty seconds of conversation, Kian got the answer and thanked the person on the other


    end before ending the call.


    Kian spoke to Camille, "Mrs. Simpson, I''ve found out. Mrs. Armstrong did have a car identst


    night, and she is indeed in the hospital. Her condition isn''t very serious, just a minor concussion and


    some minor arm abrasions. There don''t seem to be any other issues to worry about."


    Camille replied, "I see. Thank you."


    "You''re wee. Mrs. Simpson, do you want to go and see her now? If you do, I can arrange for


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    someone to apany you."


    Camille gently pursed her lips, and a touch of warmth shimmered in her eyes as she said softly, "Yes,


    please arrange for someone to go with me."


    "Alright, when you leave, have the driver apany you to the hospital. Someone will be waiting for


    you there, and they''ll apany you to the ward. They''re all our own people, so there''s no need to be


    formal."


    Camille expressed her gratitude again, and then she hung up the call with Kian.


    Before ending the call, Camille reminded Kian not to tell Ayan, as she didn''t want him to worry about


    her while he was in Dane City.


    Kian agreed, but after waking Ayan and waiting for him to get dressed, Kian hesitated, appearing


    hesitant and unsure of how to break the news.


    Ayan noticed Kian''s hesitancy and gently urged, "Just say it."


    Kian remained silent for a couple of seconds, then finally whispered, "Mr. Simpson, Mrs. Simpson


    called me earlier. Mrs. Armstrong had a car ident and is in the hospital. Mrs. Simpson asked me to


    check if it''s true. She probably wants to visit her, and she was worried that if you knew, you''d be


    concerned. So, Mrs. Simpson told me not to inform you."


    Ayan didn''t show any significant change in expression upon hearing this. His face remained calm as he


    responded, "Have you arranged for security for her?"


    Kian replied, "Yes, it''s all been arranged."


    "Since it''s all settled, there''s no issue. If she doesn''t want you to tell me, then don''t tell me. I''ll pretend I


    didn''t hear anything."


    "Understood."


    Kian nodded in agreement.


    Ayan indeed acted as though he hadn''t heard anything. He focused on his busy day ahead, without


    asking any further questions about Camille''s ns.


    Camille had breakfast and then casually headed to the hospital.


    Kian arranged for a male doctor from the hospital to apany her. Upon meeting Camille, the doctor


    took a moment to discuss Page''s situation with her.


    Camille responded with a calm expression, and then she followed the doctor to the ward.


    As the three of them arrived at the door of the ward, it was slightly ajar, and from inside, they could


    hear Page''s impatient and annoyed voice, "Has Camille arrived yet? Did you call her? Why is it taking


    so long for her toe? I asked you to tell her that my condition is very severe, and it''s not good."