Chapter 1280: Even Worse

Chapter 1280: Even Worse

Camille spent some time looking at the art book with Timmy, and then

she gave him a bath. She had initially planned to sleep with Timmy, but

the nanny mentioned that Timmy would have milk at night, so Camille

reluctantly gave up. That's a mother's love-present but not excessive.

The nanny took Timmy away, leaving Camille alone in the bedroom.

Throughout the day, the only communication Camille had was a

morning message from Ayan, and since then, there had been no further

contact between them.

Camille looked at her phone, but there was no activity. She pouted

unhappily and muttered silently in her heart, cursing the man. How

annoying!

Feeling upset, she grabbed her clothes and headed for a shower. As

she intentionally threw her phone on the couch, she even placed two

pillows on top of it, using this method to purposefully ignore it.

During her shower, Ayan, who was thousands of miles away, had just

finished a meeting.

This multinational project involved not only the Simpson Group but also

other major companies from different countries. When everyone

gathered together, it naturally involved discussions about economics

and the direction of company development.

In this atmosphere, it was like a clash of titans, and one couldn't afford

to let their guard down. They had to be completely focused, using their

intelligence and wit. Any slight relaxation would be noticed by others,

potentially becoming a weakness or a leverage against them.

Although it was almost dawn when they arrived at the hotel, it was

already late morning in the foreign country. So, Ayan and Kian had

barely slept and had been working intensively.

This mentally demanding work was comparable to physically

exhausting tasks.

By the time they finished, it was around 10 a. m. local time in their

home country.

The two returned to their hotel room, but there was a dinner party

organized by the project host scheduled for later, starting around 11 p.

m. local time.

Ayan sat directly on the couch as soon as he entered the room. He

leaned against it, exuding a sense of exhaustion throughout his body.

Kian quickly brewed a cup of coffee and placed it on the coffee table in

front of Ayan. He softly reminded, "Mr. Simpson, please have a cup of

coffee first. We have an event coming up."

If Ayan appeared tired, it could easily mislead people or lead to a

breach of etiquette when facing important individuals.

Ayan grunted in response, raising his hand to gently massage his

forehead. After a while, he finally opened his eyes and drank the coffee

in one gulp.

Meanwhile, Kian was organizing detailed information about the people

they were going to meet later, and he went through the important

individuals with Ayan as a reminder.

The two of them had been so busy that they hadn't even had dinner

yet. They knew they would have to drink later at the event. So, on the

way back, Kian ordered a meal, and after reporting the personnel

information, the meal was delivered to the room. The two of them

quickly ate a little to fill their stomachs.

Only then did Ayan realize that he hadn't had a proper conversation

with Camille all day, so he immediately picked up his phone and called

Camille. The call connected quickly, but no one answered. Ayan

thought Camille must have fallen asleep, so he didn't continue calling

and instead sent a message that said, “Are you asleep? Sorry, I've

been busy today, and I only have a little time now. We have a reception

later, so don't be mad, okay? If you see this message, please reply.

Hmm?"

After sending the message, Ayan looked at it again several times, then

put down his phone and continued eating after about a minute.

Kian noticed Ayan's actions and, of course, knew that he was sending a

message to Camille. A slight smile appeared on his lips, and he couldn't

help but speak, "Mr. Simpson, has Mrs. Simpson already gone to bed

at this late hour?"

Ayan responded with a grunt and then said lightly, "Have you contacted

your girlfriend?"

Kian nodded and said, "Yes, we've been in touch all along. We even

had a video call this afternoon while you were in the meeting."

Kian's detailed response made Ayan somewhat unhappy, and his

expression gradually became faint, showing a touch of indifference. He

said, "You seem to have plenty of free time!"

Kian immediately sensed the jealousy in Ayan's words. He sat up

straight, looking serious, and said, "It's all thanks to Mr. Simpson's

blessings."

Ayan snorted but didn't say anything more. The food in his bowl also

lost its appeal. Oh, how he wished he had some time! But time was

even more precious to him than money; that was probably the dilemma

of sitting in this position.

Ayan's face became somewhat indifferent. He felt a bit down because

he couldn't contact Camille, and Kian noticed this. Kian also lost his

appetite after seeing that even the CEO had lost his appetite. If he had

a good appetite, it would only annoy him.

Kian calmly put down his utensils, walked to the side, sat down, and

picked up his phone to send a message to Yessica, saying, "It's a

disaster, I messed up."

Yessica was still awake, so she replied quickly, "What happened? What

did you do?"

Kian immediately explained the situation to Yessica, and then said, "Mr.

Simpson got jealous that we were in contact. From now on, I'll tell him

that we had a fight and we haven't been in touch. Maybe that will

appease him?"

Yessica couldn't help but laugh and said, "By doing that, you're

deceiving him. What if he finds out? Wouldn't it be worse?"

Kian sighed and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"Don't say anything, just focus on your work!" Yessica replied. "Okay, I'll

follow your advice," Kian said.

"You're such a good boy!" Yessica sent a head-patting emoji and told

him to finish his tasks and rest early.

They didn't chat for too long since they both had work to do. However,

Kian noticed that Ayan's mood seemed off, so Yessica hesitated

whether she should have Yessica contact Camille. But before Kian

could make a decision, Ayan received a message from Camille.

Camille actually heard the phone ringing but chose not to answer,

wanting to tease Ayan. After all, he hadn't shown any intention to

contact her during his time away, so she couldn't help but feel a bit

unhappy. However, not knowing that Ayan was busy, she immediately

replied upon seeing the message.

At that moment, the two of them were chatting, and Ayan's visibly

improved mood was apparent. They continued chatting until it was time

for the reception. The reception was held at the hotel where they were

staying, so it didn't take them long to get there.

Kian timely reminded, "Mr. Simpson, we can leave now."

Ayan grunted in acknowledgment and sent Camille a voice message,

saying, "I'm going to work now. Rest early, and tomorrow will be easier

after today's tasks are done. If you need anything, you can call me

directly, no matter how late it is, okay?"

His voice was filled with tenderness. Even though Kian was well aware

of Ayan's gentleness towards Camille, it was still difficult to connect this

gentle side with his business demeanor.

But Kian was accustomed to it. With a blank expression on his face, he

gazed ahead, waiting for Ayan to finish his conversation with Camille.

Then, the two of them left the hotel room and headed straight to the

reception venue.

It was another night of networking and socializing with various

international guests. Since the event attracted people from all over the

world, the entire event was conducted in English. This didn't pose a

challenge for Ayan and Kian, who were even quite proficient in the

language.

The reputation of the Simpson Group overseas was also significant, so

many people were familiar with Ayan. The host of the reception was an

overseas Chinese entrepreneur who had immigrated at a young age

and had made a name for himself in the business world. His

collaboration with Ayan was undoubtedly due to recognizing his abilities

and the prestige of the Simpson Group.

Thus, he personally introduced Ayan to other business leaders, making

it clear to everyone that he held Ayan in high regard and respected him

greatly.

Ayan knew deep down that the host had ulterior motives for such

behavior.