My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 1066: Slander

Chapter 1066: Slander

The content did not explicitly mention Grace's name, but Camille knew they were talking about Grace.

She quickly replied with a simple "Okay" and then continued her work. With Ayan away from Hance City, Camille spent her entire day at the company. She had her meals with Sienna, making Sienna playfully complain, “I suspect I'm just Mr. Simpson's stand-in. As long as Mr. Simpson isn't with you, I have to fill in."

Camille smiled and didn't say anything, but her good mood was hard to conceal.

However, good moods often invite those who want to spoil them. Just as they were about to leave the office in the afternoon, Page showed up again.

This time, she didn't directly come into the office but waited downstairs in the office building.

When she saw Camille and Sienna leaving together, she quickly walked over. She looked at Camille with a smile and said, "Cami, are you done with work?"

Camille's expression instantly turned blank, and she looked at Page indifferently, her footsteps coming to a halt.

Camille silently stared at Page, not saying anything.

But Page didn't mind. On the contrary, she took the initiative and said, "Cami, you don't have any plans for later, right?"

Camille glanced at Sienna, who was beside her, and Sienna quickly chimed in, "We've made plans to have dinner together."

Page just smiled and said, "Miss King is no stranger, and you're such good friends. We can all have dinner together."

They had dinner together last night, and now Page wanted them to eat together again. Camille wasn't willing.

However, before Camille could speak, Page took the initiative and said, “I want to visit Timmy. I've already made an appointment with your mother-in-law. We'll have dinner at the Simpson's mansion tonight. Since you have plans with Miss King, why don't you invite her to join us at the Simpson's mansion?"

Page's words made Camille's eyebrows involuntarily furrow, her expression turning icy. Her voice revealed her displeasure as she asked, "What do you mean? Did you ask for my consent before going to the Simpson's mansion?"

Camille's emotions were getting stirred.

Page, however, remained unfazed, and her response was remarkably composed. She looked at Camille and said, “I'm just going to the Simpson's mansion for dinner. I want to see Timmy, and I've arranged it with your mother-in-law. "Cami, I even came here to pick you up, wanting to go with you and also seeking your advice on what gift to bring for Timmy. Can't you even give me this opportunity?"

Page wore an innocent and aggrieved expression, as if Camille's words had wounded her. But Camille was well aware that she couldn't be hurt by such words.

Camille let out a disdainful snort and spoke in an icy tone, "Do you think you need this opportunity? You don't actually need it. You're only doing this for your own benefit and agenda. I thought we were clear enough. You want me to join forces with you against him. I haven't agreed, so you're pressing me so hard?"

Camille stared at her indifferently, her eyes filled with coldness.

Page was slightly taken aback and then calmly replied, “I don't think that way. I do hope you'll agree to my proposal, but I've given you time to consider. I've also said I genuinely want to change. Timmy is your child, and you're my daughter. Is it wrong for me to care about my grandson?"

“I don't need it, and neither does Timmy. We don't need your kindness. How you treated me before is how you should treat me now. I feel like it's destined to be this way between us, unchangeable. So, why not just maintain the way it was before?" Camille's emotions were running high because this concerned Timmy, and she couldn't help but be emotional. Even though Page hadn't done anything and merely wanted to visit Timmy, Camille wasn't willing.

Timmy was almost two years old now. Why hadn't Page thought about being good to Timmy before this? Why did it only occur to her now? It seemed purposeful, didn't it? Did Page think that by being good to Timmy, she could make Camille soften up and agree to the collaboration she proposed?

As this thought occurred to Camille, her expression became even less pleasant.

Page could treat her as she pleased, but she couldn't use Timmy.

In fact, Camille had another thought, but she didn't voice it because she was afraid. She was afraid that Page hadn't thought about it, but even more afraid that Page's purpose was exactly what she was thinking. She could only control her emotions. Her tone became less fierce as she said, "I will consider the collaboration you proposed. It's been this long; you don't need to rush me in these few days, right? Or is there some hidden secret behind your urgency?"

Page maintained calm and replied, "Of course not. I just want you to see my sincerity. I'm not just saying it; I genuinely want to be good to you and change our mother-daughter relationship. Do you really want us to be estranged for the rest of our lives, Cami? I'm your mother. I can't not care about you. Something held me back before, but now, I want to change. Just give me a chance, and I'll take care of the rest.” Page circled back to her original point, igniting the emotions that Camille had wanted to control.

But Camille didn't let her emotions show. She just looked at Page coldly and said, "You're going to the Simpson family for dinner, you want to see Timmy, what do you think you can gain from that?"

"I don't want to gain anything. I just want my daughter to see my sincerity."

Camille chuckled softly and said, "Sincerity isn't something to be showcased. If it's visible, it's not sincerity. So, are you sure you want me to see your sincerity and not just a performance you're putting on for me?"

Page looked at Camille somewhat helplessly and said, "Cami, you're overly cautious. I haven't done anything. I just want to be good to you. Is that something you can't accept? Everyone makes mistakes at times, and I'm willing to correct mine now. Just give me a chance. Why be so stingy with me?"

"Say what you want. I don't care. I won't allow you to go to the Simpson family," Camille said and began to walk away. But Page immediately stepped in her way.

As this was closing time and there were many people coming and going, Page's actions, as well as Camille's and Sienna's, drew the attention of passersby.

"Camille, there are too many people here. Do you want our issue

to be discussed openly?" Page whispered.

Camille looked at Page. "Are you threatening me?"

"Of course not. I just don't want to tarnish your reputation.”

“If you don't want to tarnish my reputation, then please don't come to see me. If you don't come, there won't be any tarnish."

Page wanted to continue but hadn't said anything when Camille's phone suddenly rang.

Camille didn't move, not even to reach for her phone. She didn't want to answer any calls in front of Page.

But Page took the initiative. "You should answer the call. It's probably your mother-in-law."

Her words made Camille tense up, and Sienna could sense it as she held onto Camille's arm.

Sienna also whispered, "Camille, just answer the call politely.”

Of course, Sienna knew that if Camille got into an argument with Page or said something nasty in public, it would likely be recorded and shared online, leading to a media frenzy.

Camille bit her lip and reluctantly took out her phone, her expression visibly grim.

The caller's name on the phone's screen was indeed Talia.

Camille squinted, casting a cold glance at Page before answering the call. Her voice was low and hoarse as she said, "Mom, what's going on?"

Whatever Talia said seemed to darken Camille's expression further. By the end of the call, she looked particularly grim, and her gaze subconsciously drifted to Page, her eyes filled with a chilling resolve.

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