Chapter 1232: Ridiculous
Chapter 1232: Ridiculous
Page listened, somewhat confused about what exactly was being said. Brody briefly exined the
situation and repeated his earlier words, "Go find Camille now. She should already be at the office at
this hour. Don''t call her, go directly to her. It''s easier to talk when there are more people around in the
office, and she won''t be able to refuse. You need to make her call Alicia and reconcile while you''re
present."
Page snorted coldly, "Now you realize my usefulness? Fine, I''ll go find Camille, but I want an additional
10% of Armstrong Corp''s shares."
"It''s not the time to negotiate conditions now. Let me tell you, if you go toote, forget about the shares,
there won''t even be an Armstrong Corp left."
Page fell silent at that because Brody didn''t seem to be joking. This matter seemed to be indeed very
serious.
Page quickly tidied herself up and drove directly to Camille''spany. She had been there several
times before, and each time she had a purpose in mind.
Otherwise, she wouldn''t havee.
Upon arriving at Camille''spany, Yessica was the first to notice Page. She immediately had
someone intercept Page, saying they were busy and buying time, then she hurriedly went to Camille''s
office.
Seeing Yessica''s panicked state, Camille was also shocked and asked, "What happened?"
Yessica walked quickly to Camille''s side, panting as she spoke, "Your mother is here."
Camille was slightly taken aback, of course she didn''t think Yessica was swearing at someone, but she
was a bit slow to react because the office door was open, allowing some noise from outside to be
heard. She faintly recognized the voice of a familiar woman, and who else could it be but her mother?
Camille instinctively furrowed her brows, her expression turning somewhat indifferent as she asked,
"What is she here for?"
"I don''t know. I had someone intercept her, saying you were busy, and then I hurriedly came to tell you."
"Alright, no problem. Go and ask her toe in!" Camille said calmly, also turning on the recording
function on her phone. Of course, she would record her conversation with Page. Perhaps she had been
deceived too many times, so she had absolutely no sense of security.
Page immediately arrived at the office and saw Camille sitting behind the desk, her expression not
looking too pleasant.
She said, "Camille, you''re bing more and more unreasonable. It''s been such a long time, and
you''ve never taken the initiative to call home. Are we not supposed to count on you until we''re old?
Don''t think that you can do whatever you want just because you''re with Ayan now. If something
happens to you, you still have to rely on our Armstrong family. You..."
"So, you came all this way just to lecture me?" Camille interrupted Page''s words calmly, her eyes
looking at Page with extreme coldness.
Page still had her mouth open, her face stiff and visibly displeased, but she hadn''t forgotten the
purpose of her visit today. Thest time she came, she had a very unpleasant argument with Camille
over Grace''s matter, but she hadpletely put it behind her.
Page walked over to sit in front of Camille without being invited, looking at her indifferently. Because
Camille''s previous words had upset her, she said, "Seems like your littlepany is doing well, huh?
Your sister isn''t at hometely, and you rarelye home either, but it''s your responsibility, and you
should fulfill it, right?"
Camille couldn''t help but find it a bit amusing and asked, "What do you want me to do?"
"You haven''t bought me a gift for a long time. It''s almost my birthday, so why don''t you give me
something in advance!" Page directly made her request.
Camille put down the pen in her hand and leaned back on the leather sofa behind her. She looked at
Page with a cold gaze and asked, "What do you want?"
Page, seeing Camille being so cooperative, didn''t hold back either. She said, "I don''t really want
anything specific recently. How about this? Just give me 200, 000, and when I find something I like, I''ll
buy it myself."
Page spoke without blushing or feeling guilty. After all, she thought that with Camille following Ayan,
they must be very wealthy. As long as Camille whispered in Ayan''s ear, wouldn''t he immediately give
her the money? So, 200, 000 was nothing to Camille, at most the price of a piece of clothing or a
handbag.
Page certainly knew that the main purpose of her visit was not to ask for gifts, but she didn''t want to
miss this opportunity. After all, if she could take advantage once, she would. She didn''t feel any
sympathy for Camille either.
She feltpletely justified.
She had already started thinking about what gifts she could buy with the 200, 000. But Camille
remained silent the whole time, until Page asked, "Why are you not saying anything?"
Camille smiled faintly and said, "What do you want me to say? Haven''t you finished speaking?"
"Camille, what''s with your attitude? I''m your mother, what''s wrong with asking you for some money?
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Don''t forget who brought you into this world and raised you. Now that you have the ability and
capability, you can just ignore me, right?"
Page was truly angry, incredibly angry. Every word she spoke carried her dissatisfaction and
usations towards Camille. But Camille didn''t feel any emotions at all. Her eyes still looked
indifferent. After a while, Camille finally spoke calmly, "If you want a gift, just tell me directly, and I''ll buy
it for you. As for money, I don''t have that much, so I can''t give it to you."
Camille''s words instantly angered Page, and she mmed the table heavily. Yessica, who had been
waiting outside, rushed to the door the next second, staring inside with a cautious and guarded
expression. She asked, "Cami, are you okay?"
Camille felt touched by Yessica''s concern. Comparing friends to her own mother sitting in front of her,
the former seemed much better. Camille waved her hand and said, "I''m fine, go back to what you were
doing!"
Page was displeased and said, "So now you''re going to contradict everything I say? Camille, is this
how a daughter should behave?"
"What about you? The Armstrong family? Are there any parents or family members like you?" Camille
interrupted calmly.
"You..."
Camille interrupted indifferently, "Do you have something important to discuss? If you''re only here to
ask for a gift, then I agree, but I have work to do, so I won''t apany you."
"Do you even know what you''re saying?"
"Of course, I do."
Camille looked at Page with indifference, showing no intention ofpromising or backing down.
Camille''s attitude made Page''s face turn cold, and her expression showed deep dissatisfaction. She
said indifferently, "Camille, isn''t it normal for a daughter to buy her mother a gift? Besides, I haven''t
been constantly asking you for things, have I?"
"It''s fine to ask for a gift, but isn''t the value of a gift supposed to be more about the thought than the
price? Besides, you asked for 200, 000 right off the bat. I''m not a bank. Where do you expect me to
suddenlye up with 200, 000? Yes, I have a smallpany, but as you can see, it''s just a studio at
best, with quite a few employees. So, I don''t really earn that much."
Camille patiently exined. She knew Page''s temperament very well and knew that Page wouldn''t truly
consider her words. She had long experienced Page''s disregard. It didn''t matter how well she was
doing; what mattered was that she had to fulfill any request from the Armstrong family. She had no right
to refuse, and even a slight hesitation would be criticized as being unfilial.
After years of interaction, Camille had gained a thorough understanding of the Armstrong family. She
pursed her lips, and as she spoke, the smile on her face became more apparent, but her eyes held no
trace of amusement, only indifference.
The facts proved Camille''s spection to be correct because Page was incapable of and would never
think from Camille''s perspective. Page simply said casually, "Okay, okay. If you really don''t want to buy
it, just say so. There''s no need for these excuses. As for my birthday, if you don''t want to buy me
anything, then don''t. I don''t really expect anything from you anyway. Are you still ming me for
sending you to Flento City back then? But who was it for? Wasn''t it for your own good?"
Page remained stubborn, maintaining an air of righteousness that seemed somewhatughable.