My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 1167: Stars

Chapter 1167: Stars

Ayan gently held Camille's hand and whispered, "Even if I don't invite him, suspicions will arise. Only by collaborating on a project will there be frequent contact. This way, Horace can naturally connect with us." Camille nodded, understanding the situation. However, a trace of worry lingered on her face as she said, “Won't the Armstrong family try to hinder Horace and you if you collaborate?"

"The Armstrong family isn't that foolish. Although the relationship with Horace isn't great, they won't completely cut off their own path. After all, that would be too foolish. Horace is cooperating with Simpson Group to earn money and fame for Armstrong Corp. The Armstrong family should be pleased about it. But there might be one person who isn't happy.” "Hmm?" Camille looked at Ayan, puzzled.

He smiled, his lips curling in a leisurely manner, "Preston."

His gaze locked onto hers, each word carefully enunciated, "If there's one person not pleased, it would probably be Preston. He wouldn't want Horace to do well at Armstrong Corp. If Horace secures a stable position at Armstrong Corp, would the Armstrong family overlook their grievances with him for the sake of their own interests? The Armstrong family is always willing to abandon prejudices for money, especially since they primarily prioritize their interests."

Ayan's words left Camille in silence. He was right. Brody was indeed such a person.

For the sake of his own interests, he could sacrifice and abandon anyone. Prioritizing his interests, even if the other party was an enemy, as long as it was beneficial for him, he would treat that enemy as a friend.

Camille nodded in agreement, looking at Ayan, "Horace must be under a lot of pressure. If the Armstrong family has big demands, Horace will have to make significant sacrifices to meet them, right?"

Ayan chuckled, "That's why collaborating with Simpson Group is the best solution for Horace, especially with the current project enticing enough to captivate interest. Only when there's interest will people become invested. Once that happens, do you think the Armstrong family will have the time and inclination to deal with Preston? So if Armstrong Corp joins the project with Simpson Group, it's the least favorable situation for Preston, understand?”

"Could Preston try to sabotage it?" Camille gazed at Ayan, feeling a bit uneasy in her heart.

But this was an unknown answer. One could never predict things that hadn't happened yet.

Ayan replied, "Whether he will or not, I don't know, but it definitely won't be smooth sailing.”

Preston was skilled in underhanded tactics, making it unlikely for Horace to smoothly collaborate with Simpson Group.

Camille silently took a deep breath, saying softly, “This is Simpson Group's matter; I shouldn't worry too much about it.”

Camille simply didn't know what else to say, so she chose to remain silent.

However, she still intended to contact Horace a bit. She wanted him to have a sense of preparation and vigilance so that he wouldn't be caught off guard when Preston decided to take action.

When Camille returned to her room in the evening and Ayan went to take a shower, she dialed Horace's number.

She seldom contacted Horace, especially now that there was no ongoing work between them.

As Camille waited for Horace to answer the phone, her heart felt a bit uneasy.

However, when Horace's voice came through the phone, all her nervousness disappeared.

Horace was a bit surprised. He opened with, "Why did you suddenly decide to call me?"

“It's certainly not to ask about the status of your long-distance relationship with Grace, is it?" Camille joked, trying to keep the atmosphere light and easy.

Horace chuckled, although he was generally a reserved person, so even when he laughed, it was subtle. He asked, "Is there something you need?"

Camille casually said, "Nothing major. Just had a little thing to ask you." "Yeah, go ahead.”

"How's your relationship with Preston at Armstrong Corp? Is he causing you any trouble?"

"What's his status? What's mine? Can he trouble me?" Horace didn't pay much attention to Preston, and every word he uttered dripped with disdain.

Camille said, "Regardless, be a bit more cautious. I understand him better than you. Sometimes, seemingly small matters can lead to significant trouble. So, be a bit careful.”

"Did you call me just to remind me of this?"

"Well, sort of. After all, you're good to Grace, and I can't let her suffer, can I?"

Camille smiled lightly. She had given Horace a heads-up, and someone as smart as him would get the message.

After saying what needed to be said, the conversation naturally came to an end.

After hanging up, Camille didn't immediately return to the room. She continued standing on the balcony, gazing at the stars scattered across the night sky.

The weather today was good, and the night sky was filled with stars. Due to various forms of pollution, it was rare to see this many stars now, making Camille feel like she was back in her childhood. Engrossed in her observation, Ayan emerged after his shower, extending his arms to gently embrace her.

In his deep voice, he asked, "What are you looking at?"

Camille nestled against Ayan's chest. "Stargazing."

Ayan chuckled, "You like it?"

"Yes, I really do."

"Once I'm less busy, I'll take you to see the Northern Lights. You'll love it even more.”

"Really?" Camille turned to face Ayan, her eyes filled with anticipation. She said, "You're not allowed to deceive me or break your promise." "How little you trust me?" he teased, gently pinching her cheek.

"I don't distrust you. I'm just afraid that as a busy person, you might get caught up in work and forget about it."

Camille's words made Ayan sigh helplessly. He softly reassured her, “I'm sorry. Blame it on my hectic schedule. I'll try my best to manage my time."

Seeing Ayan's remorseful expression, Camille couldn't bear it. She quickly said, “I'm not blaming you. Don't be nervous or feel guilty. I was just talking. You do your work. When you're free, we can go out together, alright?"

"My wife is truly considerate!" Ayan smiled faintly.