Chapter 1118: Terrifying

Chapter 1118: Terrifying

After careful consideration, Camille said, "What can I help you with? I

feel like the work at Simpson Group might not be suitable for me. It's

likely that going there will only cause trouble for you and affect your

work!"

"So, does that mean you're unwilling to go?" Ayan chuckled, reaching

out to gently touch her cheek. He said, “As long as you go, naturally,

there will be harmony with your work, hmm?"

With his sincere tone, Camille didn't hesitate anymore. She nodded and

said, "Alright, I'll accompany you then."

"Good, start your job tomorrow."

"Sure, Mr. Simpson, please take care of me!"

Camille smiled, and Ayan also smiled as he looked at her.

Probably because of the upcoming job at Simpson Group, Camille even

dreamt of working there at night. In her dream, she temporarily took

over Kian's job, arranging many tasks for him. During this time, many

businesswomen contacted him, hoping to have a meal with Mr.

Simpson. Facing such invitations, Camille naturally refused.

However, despite refusing moments ago, right after Ayan accepted

someone else's invitation, she could only watch as he had dinner with

another woman, standing on the side as his secretary.

This kind of torment made Camille extremely uncomfortable in her

dreams. When she questioned Ayan, she received a reply, “This is just

work. You're my secretary, and I hope you understand the boundaries.”

This dream woke Camille up a little after six in the morning.

She was well aware that standing in Ayan's position attracted many

women who actively sought to get close to him. However, Ayan himself

was a person of high integrity, maintaining a distant relationship with

the opposite sex, not giving any opportunity for advances or fantasies.

This also meant that Camille had never personally dealt with these

troublesome matters. Even if they encountered such situations, he

would take the initiative to handle them, leaving no room for the other

party to say anything.

However, this dream made Camille feel somewhat uncomfortable

because it felt too real. If she really went to Simpson Group as his

temporary secretary, would she have to deal with these matters?

Camille lay in bed, looking at the man sleeping beside her. Her

expression was particularly low.

She sighed silently, gently shaking her head, urging herself not to

continue thinking aimlessly.

If she really encountered such a situation, it would only be a part of his

daily work. It was just that because she wasn't with him 24 hours a day,

she naturally didn't know the specifics.

Because of this dream, when they had breakfast, Camille took the

initiative to ask, "Mr. Simpson, besides handling work matters, does

being your secretary also involve managing your private schedule?

What if someone invites you to dinner?"

"Handle it as you see fit. You're the secretary, so, of course, it's your job

to arrange it."

"So, I arrange it however I want, and you'll follow suit?"

"Naturally."

Camille looked at Ayan somewhat bewildered and asked with a hint of

unease, "What if Kian arranges for you to have dinner with a woman?

Do you have to go?"

"Why would he arrange for me to have dinner with a woman?" Ayan

asked, somewhat puzzled.

Camille said, "What if someone invites you to dinner!"

"People are inviting me to meals all the time. If I agree to all of them,

won't I be overwhelmed? I don't accept socializing unrelated to work.

The PR department and other departments will handle those. I'm

responsible for chatting with enterprise bosses on major projects and

dealing with things appropriate for my position. So, not everyone can

have meals with me."

Ayan looked at Camille, explaining his job nature and arrangements

seriously and in detail, dispelling any unfounded suspicions in Camille's

mind.

Perhaps because of Ayan's words, Camille's doubts were cleared, and

she felt relieved, eliminating any unnecessary stress.

They arrived at the company together and returned to the office.

The assistant quickly brought various documents, and Ayan began his

routine of reviewing and signing. The assistant then left to attend to

other tasks. Before leaving, she also brought water for Camille and

placed some fruits on the coffee table.

Camille sat on the sofa, watching Ayan. After waiting for over ten

minutes without any assignments, she frowned with dissatisfaction. She

got up, walked to the desk, and looked down at Ayan, asking, "Aren't

you going to assign me some work? I'm here today as a substitute for

Kian, right?"

Hearing her words, Ayan raised his eyes to look at her. In his deep

eyes, a hint of a smile appeared, and in a low, husky voice, he said,

"Do you really want to be a secretary?"

"Of course, why else would I come to Simpson Group with you?"

Camille had mentally prepared for various scenarios. What did he

mean by this now? She asked, "Are you having second thoughts?"

“It's not second thoughts; I'm worried about you getting tired.”

“I'm not afraid of getting tired."

"Alright, should I have the assistant bring in Kian's work for you?" Ayan

asked in a low voice.

Camille declined, saying, "I'l go to Kian's desk; it's more convenient for

anything that comes up."

Ayan couldn't continue to insist with Camille's firm stance. Seeing her

passionate determination and considering he had already invited her,

he nodded in agreement.

Ayan dialed the internal line to summon the assistant to take Camille

out and then instructed the assistant to give Camille the responsibilities

that Kian usually handled.

The assistant was curious, looking at the two of them in confusion.

Silently, she thought, the president really knows how to play! Is this

what married couples find amusing? When home gets dull, they come

to the office for entertainment?

Playing around like this!

She thought so in her mind, but she immediately proceeded to provide

Camille with a detailed explanation of Kian's usual tasks.

After half an hour of detailed instructions, Camille also understood

Kian's responsibilities.

One couldn't deny that Kian, sitting in this position and earning a

considerable salary, truly deserved it. His job was not something an

ordinary person could handle. Even Camille, who wasn't new to the

workplace, felt there would be a lot on his plate since he had to take

care of everything, not only work-related matters but also some aspects

of Ayan's life.

Camille couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Kian really worked hard.

Taking over Kian's work, the first part was to understand Ayan's

schedule for the day. Most of Ayan's work today was at the company,

but he had to go out in the afternoon to meet a partner. In addition to

that, there were two meetings, each lasting nearly two hours.

The long duration and heavy content made Camille feel sympathetic

towards Ayan's hard work.

During this time, Camille could sit at Kian's desk and organize some

files. Since Ayan was currently dealing with other documents, there was

no immediate need for her to have any contact with him.

Camille's arrival caused quite a stir in the secretary's office.

Some people even speculated, "Did Mr. Simpson bring Mrs. Simpson

to the company because Kian is resigning?"

"Kian going on a business trip is too sudden. There's no schedule

record on the company side. Could it be that Mr. Simpson sidelined

him? What should we do? I'm a bit worried about working with Mrs.

Simpson. Will it be terrifying?"

"I'm also a bit worried."

“Let's not worry about it. If we're really going to work with Mrs.

Simpson, I think we should please her. We can't leave any handles

behind, in case we lose our jobs!"

People in the secretary's office had seen Camille many times before.

They knew she was easy to get along with. She had even ordered

afternoon tea and snacks for them before, and they had talked with her.

They knew Camille was gentle, but she was still the boss's wife, so

they naturally didn't dare to be too casual.

Everyone speculated whether Kian had been fired, so their attitudes

towards Camille were particularly enthusiastic.

Camille sat at the desk, and several people had already brought things

to her multiple times.

This made Camille feel embarrassed, and at the same time, she felt the

gazes of everyone discreetly watching her. Camille felt a bit

uncomfortable, so she decided to get up from her seat and walk

towards the general working area.

On this floor, there were only the secretary's office and Ayan's office, all

directly involved in working with Ayan. Naturally, these people weren't

gossipy.

Facing Camille's sudden approach, everyone was naturally nervous but

kept a poker face. Camille looked at everyone and asked, "Is there

something you want to say?"