Chapter 1262: Cooperation

Chapter 1262: Cooperation

The two of them went to the restaurant together, and Nanny had

already served the dishes.

In order to praise Ayan for his cooperation today, Camille ate a full bow!

of rice. Yes, she had quite the appetite.

After the meal, Ayan said, "You find a movie to watch, I'll go to the study

to handle some work."

"Are you busy today?"

"Yeah, a little bit. After finishing the tasks at hand, I'll be dealing with the

final stages of a project overseas in the next few days." Ayan gently

touched her cheek and patiently explained his work process.

Upon hearing this, Camille felt a bit guilty and openly confessed her

thoughts for the day.

Ayan just smiled upon hearing it and said, "I'll consider you honest.”

He didn't seem surprised at all and even had the appearance of

someone who had known about it all along.

Camille furrowed her brows slightly, curious as she asked, "So you're

not surprised at all?"

“It's not surprising. After all, you're not the type to act spoiled with me

for no reason.” He looked at Camille as if he could see through her

thoughts, with a faint smile between his eyebrows. His deep eyes

seemed to be telling Camille that he could discern what she was

thinking just by listening to her voice.

Being seen through, Camille naturally didn't feel embarrassed at all. On

the contrary, she confidently said, "Well, I won't apologize because I

don't think I did anything wrong!"

Ayan laughed and gently pinched her cheek. He said, "I've never

thought you did anything wrong, nor did I want you to apologize. So

rest assured, I don't have such thoughts or expectations!"

Camille covered his mouth with her hand and whispered, “Shut up,

don't say anything more.”

Ayan held her hand and his voice remained gentle as he said, "Treating

Yessica so well?"

"She's been with me for so long and has never betrayed me. She's very

loyal to me. Besides, isn't she Kian's girlfriend now? By doing this, I'm

just trying to win over Kian and make him more loyal to you, right?"

Camille finished speaking with a smile and then quietly waited for Ayan

to praise her.

As expected, Ayan didn't disappoint and commended her, "Hmm, very

good. You truly deserve to be my capable assistant!"

He deliberately emphasized the words “capable assistant." His voice

was deep and magnetic, like a rich piano melody that tugged at the

heartstrings.

Camille pressed her lips together and softly said, "You always like to

make fun of me."

“I'm only speaking the truth. I have no intention of deceiving you at all.

Come on, feel it for yourself.” As he spoke, he grabbed Camille's hand

and placed it directly over his heart. The strong and rhythmic heartbeat

in his palm was particularly clear. He asked, "Can you feel it?"

Camille withdrew her hand firmly without answering, only asking,

"When do you plan to go on a business trip? Will you visit Grandpa at

the hospital before the trip?"

"Yes, I will go, but I won't accompany Timmy at the Simpson's mansion.

I'm a bit busy these days, and I might not have enough time," Ayan

replied.

"That's alright. Timmy will understand. After all, his dad is Ayan, and it's

normal for Ayan to be busy,” Camille's words carried a hint of pride.

Ayan couldn't help but show a faint smile and then spoke in a warm

voice, “It's okay if he doesn't understand. As long as you understand

me."

Ayan was the typical type who wanted a wife but not children. Children

were just accidents, but his true love was his wife.

Afterwards, Ayan went back to being busy, and Camille passed the time

on her own.

She took a shower and was about to have a video chat with Timmy. At

this stage, Timmy was in the talking phase, and he would babble a lot,

with countless "whys" every day, constantly bombarding Talia with

questions. Sometimes, when she video chatted with Camille, it was the

same. Camille would be left feeling dizzy from all the questions, so one

could imagine how helpless Talia must be on a daily basis.

But just as she picked up her phone and was about to make the video

call, an unfamiliar local number called in.

Camille looked at the string of unknown digits, and her heart started

pounding.

She hadn't even touched the answer button yet, but she already had a

vague guess, and her face stiffened with seriousness.

Her eyes stared blankly at the phone screen without blinking, her facial

expression cold and indifferent.

The phone kept ringing, and Camille bit her lip forcefully. Then she

answered the call. She raised the phone to her ear, but there was no

sound, not even a breath. She held her breath, waiting for the other

person to speak.

Perhaps seeing that she wasn't saying anything, the person on the

other end spoke lightly, “It's me."

The familiar voice made Camille's expression even more solemn.

Camille remained silent.

The person on the other end said again, "Cami, are you listening?"

Only then did Camille ask indifferently, "Is there something?"

Her tone was extremely cold, so cold that it lacked any warmth.

The other person seemed somewhat dissatisfied and said, "You don't

want to receive my call?" He chuckled and added, "But didn't we

agree?"

Camille didn't answer his question and simply asked, "Just say what

you want to say!"

She had no intention of wasting time with him, and if there was

something to say, he should get straight to the point. Since they had

reached this point in their relationship, there was no need for any kind

of tact or good attitude between them.

Her attitude was excessively cold, to the point where the other person

could clearly feel it.

The atmosphere gradually grew colder, and the man's voice resounded

again. He said, "Since you don't want to be friends with me, let's keep it

strictly professional. Do you remember the request you promised me? If

you want everything to be calm and prevent me from hurting Timmy,

then please cooperate with my arrangements."

"So, what arrangements do you have? Just say it," Camille remained

equally cold.

Preston's voice also became indifferent as he said, "I want Ayan's

itinerary. Give it to me tomorrow morning.”

Camille immediately furrowed her brow and asked, "What do you need

his itinerary for? I won't give it to you. I did promise to cooperate with

you, but I won't cooperate if you plan to harm anyone from the Simpson

family.”

Camille naturally and without hesitation refused. She didn't even

hesitate and directly refused on the grounds of excuses.

Naturally, her response displeased Preston, and he said in a cold tone,

"Cami, do you know what you're saying? Are you rejecting me now?

Have you forgotten my warning?" He asked with a hint of insinuation.

Camille pursed her lips tightly, her voice carrying an excessive

seriousness. She said, "I've told you, I won't harm anyone from the

Simpson family. If you think I'm not cooperating, then do as you please.

But if you try anything with Timmy because of this, Preston, I will make

you pay the price, no matter what."

"Cami, are you threatening me?"

“If that's how you perceive it, then so be it. I am Timmy's mother. Do

you expect me to stand by and watch you harm my child? I don't know

what deep grudges or hatred you have with the Simpson family, but I

hope you can confront them openly instead of hurting a child who has

absolutely no influence on you. Don't you think that's despicable?"