My Ex-husband Begs Me Back

Chapter 1499: Confusion

Chapter 1499: Confusion

Ayan's words were sharp, filled with a fierceness that made it impossible to meet his eyes.

The group stood there, speechless and motionless, unsure of what to say, maintaining a silent presence.

Perhaps due to the prolonged silence, Ayan found the situation uninteresting. He calmly spoke, "Since none of you have anything to say, I will take it as you have no objections to the rumors online. If there is nothing else, feel free to go about your own business."

With that, Ayan walked into his office without giving anyone a chance to respond.

The office door closed behind him, with two bodyguards stationed outside.

The group exchanged glances, their eyes reflecting a sense of helplessness.

They wanted to speak up, but seeing the imposing figures of the bodyguards made them lose their words.

Inside the office,

Camille sat on the sofa, observing the situation outside and listening to Ayan's words.

She waited for Ayan to approach her.

Their gaze met, with Ayan showing concern as he approached Camille, asking softly, "Are you okay?"

Camille smiled softly and replied in a low voice, "What do you think?"

In truth, Camille was still in a state of confusion. The sudden turn of events left her unable to process everything, hence, she lacked any strong emotions at the moment.

Seeing Camille's ability to joke amidst the chaos eased Ayan's worries. He whispered, "Is it time to head home? Shall we leave after work?"

Camille asked, "Don't they want to see me outside? Don't you want to see them?"

Ayan replied, "I don't think they want to anymore."

With a smile, Camille reached out her hand for Ayan to hold, standing up from the sofa. She then turned to Horace's secretary and said, "Thank you for today."

"It's my duty," Horace's secretary replied, bowing respectfully.

Ayan and Camille left the office hand in hand. The crowd gathered at the entrance had not dispersed yet, as it had only been a couple of minutes.

Upon seeing Camille, the initial reaction of the onlookers was to approach and ask questions. However, the bodyguards blocked their path, leaving them speechless.

Camille found this situation somewhat amusing. In a subtle move unseen by the others, she lightly scratched Ayan's palm and whispered, "Can I say something?"

Ayan understood her intentions and nodded.

Camille looked back at the shareholders, with whom she had recently met during a shareholder meeting to acquire Brody's shares. Some were absent, likely due to their allegiance to either her or Grace's uncle.

Addressing the shareholders, Camille asked, "Are you curious if I will take over Armstrong Corp?"

Though phrased as a responsible question, Camille's underlying inquiry was whether they believed she planned to claim ownership of Armstrong Corp.

However, such a direct approach would seem impolite in a gathering like this. Therefore, Camille chose her words carefully, observing the shareholders' reactions.

Her pointed questions elicited indirect responses, with one shareholder saying, "We are only concerned about the situation of Armstrong Corp, especially during Mr. Burris's absence. It's challenging to explain to the public, which raises suspicions about the company."

Camille maintained her gaze on the shareholders, her eyes flickering with a subtle challenge. She remarked, "Is this the consensus among all of you?"

She continued, "If I were in your shoes, I would focus on the dividends in hand. If your attention is fixated on personnel changes within Armstrong Corp or the relations within the Armstrong family, perhaps it's best for you to exit the company. Constantly hoping for disruptions to boost the company's popularity is a flawed mindset. Success comes from dedication to each project, not seeking sensationalism."

Camille's words drew some reactions, but she didn't wait for a response. She declared, "As for my role in the company, we will convene a shareholder meeting tomorrow morning. I will reveal my intentions then."

With that, Camille took Ayan's hand and said, "Let's go." NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Ayan nodded and led her away.

Silence enveloped them until they reached the elevator. Camille sighed heavily, "I didn't expect Armstrong Corp to remain in such disarray. Despite warning them during the brink of bankruptcy, they seem more focused on immediate gains than the company's future."

Failing to see beyond immediate gains would hinder a company's long-term success.

Camille sighed again, expressing her frustration.

Aware of her limitations in guiding everyone, she turned to Ayan, "Was it too early for me to speak?"

Even though she appeared to be in charge of Armstrong Corp, her heart wasn't fully invested in the company. Perhaps she needed Horace's input to navigate this situation.

Ayan, observing her troubled expression, asked, "Are you regretting your words now?"

Camille pursed her lips, "I don't regret it. I just fear they might think I'm speaking boldly because of you."

Regardless of Ayan's presence or their relationship, Camille would say what she deemed necessary. Though not emotionally attached to Armstrong Corp, she desired to assist Grace and ensure the company faced fewer obstacles in the future.

She contemplated seeking Horace's opinion, unsure of his thoughts on the matter.

Ayan watched her worried expression and murmured, "Once said, are you now having second thoughts?"

Camille fell silent, pondering her actions.

"I have no regrets. I just worry that my confidence might be mistaken for arrogance, especially in your presence," Camille finally expressed.

Regardless of whether Ayan is by her side or how her relationship with him is, she will still say what needs to be said.

Although Camille doesn't have much emotional attachment to Armstrong Corp, at present, it's only her and Grace from the Armstrong family. She hopes to contribute in any way she can, without any other ulterior motives.