Chapter 127 When exactly are you going to sign?

There must be a reason for the sudden interruption of a project that is

in progress and going well.

Preston tone always anxious: "Mr. Moss just called to inform me, he did

not say what the reason, just that it is the intention of the top."

What does the above mean?

Who above means?

Camille pursed her lips slightly, her eyes flushed with coldness, "I

know."

"Cami, did Carter do this to get you to give up your divorce?"

Preston finally couldn't resist asking.

Camille didn't answer, just said lightly: "Fumiko Estate side probably

already knows, let's see what they say first!"

Preston did not continue to pursue the answer, just a low umph

instructed Camille: "Cami, do not rush, I go first to find out exactly what

is because?"

"Good, hard work."

The call hung up and Camille dropped the phone before getting up from

the bed.

She pulled open the curtains of her bedroom with a blank face and

looked at the sunny weather, but her heart was cloudy.

She stood quietly for a long time before adjusting her restless mood.

Half an hour later, Camille was out of her apartment, but instead of

going to the office, she drove to the Simpson Group.

It was an hour after arriving at the Simpson Group floor, she took the

elevator directly to the top floor to the president's office.

Kian was the first to see her and rushed to greet her, "Madam."

"Mr. Reid, is Carter available now? There's something I'd like to see

him about.” Camille still maintained a polite and polite turn of

demeanor, but the coldness under her eyes was very obvious.

Kian naturally knew the reason for her visit, so he responded carefully,

"Yes, but Mr. Simpson is meeting with a client, you see ......"

“It's okay, I can wait for him." With that, Camille had already lifted her

feet and walked to a side rest area.

Camille sat down on the couch in the lounge area, and although she

had stressed that she didn't need to be bothered, Kian poured her a

glass of warm water.

Camille just quietly waited, the time passed, the office two flies did not

fly out.

She pursed her lips, her face was not very pretty, but still kept what little

sanity she had left to control the many emotions in her heart.

After an unknown amount of time, Kian's intercom rang.

Carter's indifferent voice said to him, "Pour me a cup of coffee.”

"Good." Kian subconsciously looked to Camille, as the intercom was on

speakerphone and she would of course hear it, but it looked like there

were no ripples or expressions.

Kian hurriedly poured a cup of coffee and brought it to Carter in his

office. The door was slightly closed, and the man's cold expression

swept him a glance and said faintly, "She's still out there?"

"Hmm."

Kian nodded.

Carter's face grew colder and sunken, the corners of his mouth rose

slightly to flood with coolness: "Don't pay any attention to her.”

His indifferent arrangement, in fact, as early as Camille just stepped

into the Simpson Group Carter received the news first, he also

expected her to come back to him for sure.

He wasn't going to see her, though.

But before Kian could respond after Carter said this, the office door was

pushed straight open.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and stared coldly at the man sitting in

front of her desk.

There was no so-called client in the office, just him and Kian, which

means the client was just a front and he didn't want to see her.

Camille's cool features were very tense, and after taking a deep breath,

she said, "Carter, what do you mean?"

Kian hastily hung his head and withdrew from the office in silence.

Carter faintly lifted his eyes and swept her, his lips outlined a little smile,

coldly and faintly out, "What what do you mean?"

"Did you put the cooperation on hold?"

"It's me."

He did not have any desire to conceal and deny the meaning, dropped

the pen in his hand the entire weight of the person leaning on the chair,

then smoothly picked up a cigarette and lit, the bottom of the eyes

floating a careless look.

Camille's eyes narrowed slightly, and a face froze slightly.

She had actually calmed down while waiting outside, but at this

moment the displeasure and anger in her heart was rising again when

she saw his attitude, she held back her dissatisfaction and asked in a

low voice, “Carter, why are you doing this? I am not the only one who is

benefiting from this project, Fumiko Estate is also relying on this project

to support all the employees this year, and it is not only me and Fumiko

Estate who will end up losing money, but also Simpson Group.”

Carter's face slightly moved and did not have much reaction, the words

are always warm and cold: “There is no reason, just think that this

project makes me not too satisfied do not want to cooperate.”

It just makes him unhappy and not want to cooperate -

He said it lightly, but it will cost others a very heavy price.

Camille looked at the person in front of her with a familiar strangeness,

he was clearly in front of her, but there was a feeling of being far apart.

She looked at him in a daze as the man's voice continued to ring in her

ears, "As for you and Fumiko Estate is not under my control, after all,

you have filed for divorce against me, as for the Fumiko Estate

business circle is such that it can not withstand the toss and wind and

withdraw, but this project will not end here, Simpson Group will The

Simpson Group will recruit a new partner to complete the project.”

Carter's words caused Camille to stiffen completely.

He has to recruit the heart's partners to complete together?

Isn't this another way of telling everyone that she and Fumiko Estate

have been kicked out of the circle?

She doesn't care, but isn't Fumiko Estate innocent?

Camille wrinkled her eyebrows, unable to suppress her anger any

longer, she said: "Mr. Simpson, this project is already halfway, you kick

me out because I want a divorce is a personal vendetta, do you want to

kill me just because I want a divorce?"

The phrase "Mr. Simpson" made his face cold to the extreme.

"You're overthinking it." Carter's eyes are indifferent, and his words are

even more temperatureless: "I just think you're right about one thing,

since you're getting a divorce, don't ever see each other again after

you've left."

It turned out to be waiting for her here.

Camille looked at his handsome, slightly pale face, and for a moment

did not know what to say.

She pursed her lips slightly, her eyes light: "Carter, you're right, after

the divorce you should never see each other again, so please hurry up

and sign the divorce papers and make time for us to go and get the

formalities done.”

Her eyes and shot layers of coldness, a sentence directly to Carter's

eyes rose in anger, the heart was also set off a burst of wind and

waves.

Their eyes locked and Carter stared at her coldly, "So even at this

point, you're still insisting on a divorce?"

"What? Are you doing this just because I insist that the divorce is a

threat to me? It's really hard for you to do this without making me think

that you are in love with me, but your heart doesn't have me at all, so I

really don't understand you as a person, doing things that make people

think that they love you deeply to the bone while being so thin-skinned

that you refuse to give even a little bit of your heart, such a marriage is

torture for me."

She pursed her lips lightly, unwilling to continue to say anything more,

and simply asked, "So when exactly are you going to get the divorce

papers signed?"