Chapter 46 I Really Like You
"Donât worry. Let's not talk about it since it's already in the past. Since I didn't take it to heart, you
can keep the flowers for yourself.â Camila said as she passed by him, wanting to leave. Suddenly,
Robin took a step forward, stopping her while he smiled. âMiss Brooklyn, I'm really interested in you.
You're beautiful and you have a good personality, can I court you?â Camila started sweating
profusely. She knew that it was strange for someone to apologize with a bouquet of roses. It turned
out that Robin was not here to apologize to her. âI'm sorry. I don't have any intentions of entering
into a relationship right now.â With this, Camila tried to leave again. Once again, Robin blocked her
way and hurriedly added, âAlthough my family cannot be compared to Silas's, I will treat you and
your son well. I will treat your son as my own. Although Silas's conditions are better than mine, the
Nolan Family would never allow him to marry someone who already has a child. However, you won't
face such troubles in my family. As long as you marry me-" Camila could not listen to him anymore
and interrupted him. âYou don't have to say anymore. Can't you understand what I just said? I said
that I don't want to be in a relationship. What makes you think that I'll marry a person just because
they said they'll marry me? You're really ignorant.â Robin wanted to stop her again. However,
Camilaâs face turned dark immediately. âGo away!" âMiss Brooklyn, I really like you,â Robin added. âI
will never give up on you.â Nonetheless, Camila ignored him and walked toward her house. What a
psycho! Just as she arrived home, the phone in her pocket rang. As soon as she picked it up, a manâs
voice could be heard. âCamila, have you returned to the country?â Camila laughed. âYes. How are
you doing these days, Marcus?â Then, the man started complaining. âShouldn't you know about my
condition since you're the boss?â
Camila could not help but laugh. âMarcus, you're one of the shareholders of the company too.
You're self-employed too, you know?" âI always comfort myself like this when I don't want to work,â
the man said. âThere's a new script recently. I'm quite optimistic about it. Do have a look when you
have the time.â
âI'm a little busy these days. If you think it's okay, then it is. I'm not really in the country that often,
so I'm not as sensitive to the local market as you are.â
âJust admit that you're lazy.â
âHaha... You saw through me just like that?â Camila chuckled as she changed out of her shoes. âBut
seriously, I'm quite busy these days.â âWhat are you up to?" the man asked. Camila then added, âI
want to open a fashion studio.â The manâs voice sounded surprised. âWhy would you want to open
a fashion studio? Why tire yourself when you're not short of money?â Camila gave a light smile.
"How am I not short of money? Who would complain of having too much money?â The man then
added, âAlright. I'll still send a copy of the script over to you. Just have a look if you have the time.
This is a fantasy novel; it's called Nine-Tailed Fox No.7.1 think it's not bad.â Camila smiled lightly.
"Okay." She talked to him for a while more before hanging up the phone. That morning, Lyla
received a call from her child's teacher, informing her that her child did not attend school. If Ben
had not been helping her to fix the computer, Lyla would have gone over to the school.
In the end, Lyla accompanied Ben as he fixed the computer all morning. However, the deleted
designs were not found. After a day of fixing the computer, Lyla did not dare to delay after getting
off work and went straight to the Ryan Family's old house.
Just as she entered the dining room, Lyla saw Mitchell eating mouthful after mouthful of braised
pork and was speechless.
The reason Lyla did not want to put her child here was that the old couple would spoil him. He was
allowed to do as he pleased. Just by letting him stay there for a few days, Lyla would need to spend
a long time to change his bad habits. Upon entering, Lyla placed her bag on the cabinet and asked
furiously, âMom, why didnât you let Mitchell attend school today?â Florence then glanced at her.
"Who said we didnât go? We arrived at the school entrance before meeting Camila and her son. Her
son knocked our Mitch to the ground. He was hurt and was crying and shouting that he didn't want
to attend school. Hence, I brought him home.â Upon hearing this, Lyla frowned and asked, âCamila
Brooklyn?â