Chapter 288: Realistic

Chapter 288: Realistic

Sienna didn't respond immediately, Ayan watched her became silent

and glazed.

He asked lightly, "What? Is there anything you can't say?"

Sienna said, "What answer do you seek? About whom?"

Ayan asked, "What do you think?"

He looked at her indifferently, as if he was telling her again that, isn't it

obvious?

Sienna pursed her lips and said, "What do you want to know?"

"Who is the ex-boyfriend she never forgets?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of indifference.

What he said stunned Sienna.

Camille's ex-boyfriend?

How could she have an ex-boyfriend?

Although there are a lot of people admiring her, but she has never been

with anyone else, isn't he the only one?

Sienna looked at Ayan in a confused way, as if she was questioning

him that, "are you sure you want to ask about Camille's ex-boyfriend?"

Ayan stared at her, assuming she was too embarrassed to figure out

what to say.

His eyes narrowed. "Hard to answer?" he said faintly.

“No, I'm just curious if Camille told you so."

Sienna asked, looking at him.

"Does it matter what she said? I just need to know who this guy is and

why is him so important to her. Is he really that good that she is willing

to sacrifice her marriage for this guy?"

He curled his thin lips with a mocking smile.

Sienna frowned a little, but deep inside she knew that Camille had told

him so.

She said, "Is this person that important? After all, it is you who is

married to her now. As an outsider, I can't judge whether that guy is

good or not. I think only Cami knows."

Sienna's answer made Ayan think that Camille was too much in love

with that guy that made Sienna hard to answer, and she was afraid that

Camille would not be happy to reveal the identity of the man, so she

had to put him off with such a vague and official answer.

If he asked her any more, it seemed like there would be something

totally beyond his expectation.

So Ayan said no more.

He waited till Kian arrived and took Rex away.

Rex was still drunk, but much better than he was in the early morning.

He went straight to sleep in the car,

Kian asked, "Mr. Simpson, shall we send Mr. Ward back to the Ward

family?"

“No, just find a hotel near the office.”

Kian said yes. He dropped Ayan back to the office and then sent Rex to

a nearby hotel.

Ayan's face was cold and heavy when he arrived at the company. The

staff of the secretary's office immediately knew that he was in a bad

mood today. So he quickly sent a message to Kian and asked, "Mr.

Reid, What happened to Mr. Simpson today? Please tell me because I

don't want to do anything that might infuriate him."

Kian just said, "Mind your own business and don't gossip about the

boss."

After Kian sent Rex to his hotel room, he told the hotel reception not to

let anyone disturb him, and then contacted Rex's secretary to explain

the situation and asked him to send a suit to the hotel before returning

to Simpson Group.

Camille got up when Ayan was already at work.

She did fell asleep, but not very well, and woke up feeling drowsy.

She washed and came out of the bedroom. She could not see Ayan in

the living room. She immediately went to the front door and found Rex

was gone.

Even though She knew Ayan might have taken Rex with him, she still

felt a little uncomfortably sad.

The housekeeper was getting ready for breakfast. When she saw

Camille alone, she asked, "Did Ayan go to work this early?"

Camille pressed her lips and smiled faintly. “Well, he had a meeting in

the morning, so he got up early.”

She couldn't say that they had an argument in the middle of the night,

or that she didn't really know when Ayan left.

Because the housekeeper was arranged by the Simpson's manson, if

she knows, people of the Simpson's manson will know.

She didn't want make Ayan's grandfather worry.

But the housekeeper didn't think much of it. She went to the nearby

supermarket to buy fresh fruits and vegetables after she was done with

the breakfast for Camille.

Camille sat down at the table and simply grabbed some millet porridge

and side dishes, she had no interest in eggs or other nutritious foods.

She picked up her phone and looked at the time. It was only about

seven o “clock.

She sent Sienna a message, "Still sleeping?"

Sienna must have gone to bed very late last night, so she didn't want to

disturb her. If she didn't reply, just let her stay at home and rest. There

would be no need for her to go to the office today.

To Camille's surprise, Sienna replied immediately.

She said, "No, I just had a bath. Are you up?"

"Yep, come and have breakfast.”

Sienna agreed.

A few minutes later, they sat across at the dinner table, Sienna said, "I

have a question for you.”

"What?"

"Did you tell Ayan about your ex-boyfriend?"

Sienna asked carefully.

Camille paused a little, then said softly, "Well, I did."

"So you told him that your ex-boyfriend was the reason you married

him on purpose?"

"Did he asked you this way?"

Sienna nods. "He asked me who the hell is your ex-boyfriend. But don't

you be worried, my answer was so vague that he should not have a

clue."

Sienna repeated what she had said to Ayan. Camille didn't have much

of a reaction. She just murmured.

Sienna asked, "Did you two fight? Just because of this ex-boyfriend?"

Camille shook her head, then put down her chopsticks and sighed, "No,

it was because I took Preston's car back yesterday and Ayan was upset

about it. I explained to him that it was just a pick-up and nothing

happened, and you were there too. I don't understand why he went

mad."

"Jealous?"

Sienna asked.

Camille said, "That's what the housekeeper said too. But he doesn't

love me. How can he be jealous?"

"Maybe that's what men are!" Sienna smiled and spoke faintly.

Camille pressed her lips slightly, thinking of what he had said last night.

She couldn't figure out what have she done wrong, or what she have

said wrong.

After all, what he had done with Eileen was way worse than what she

had done with Preston.

Camille shook her head, telling herself to stop thinking about it.

She left for work after breakfast with Sienna. To keep her secret, she

still didn't drive the car .

Sienna laughed and said, "You did it really well."

Camille didn't say a word. If she could, she'd rather not to pretend with

Preston to test each other.

When she arrived, she went into work mode.

Yesterday, Yessica and two other people went to some farms around

Hance City for some inspiration, but most of the farms had similar

patterns, decorations and layouts, so it seemed that they need some

fresh ideas.

In fact, this was Camille's purpose for them to visit other people's

farms. Camille said: "Most of the farms are similar, the decor won't

appeal to you. if our design makes not different with others, it will not

attract the judges." "

All three agreed.

Yessica asked, "What if we added something different to the farm?"

"Of course it works. I told you from the beginning that we don't want to

be limited. We want to open our minds to some whimsical ideas. We

should record whatever came to our minds and try to put into the

design and integrate with the farm. If it doesn't work, then we should

figure out what to replace.”

Her words gave them a new inspiration. Camille gave them time to

discuss, write down what they could think of, try to integrate everything

and finally have a check with each other. If they thought their design

was appropriate, they could hand it over to Camille directly.

Camille went back to the office for a break while the three of them were

discussing. Although her back relieved a lot, she still felt a little pain

after sitting for a long time.

She checked her phone. There were no messages or calls.

Then she took a file to cover her phone up, try not to see and think

about what had happened.

Camille went to the bathroom. As she was passing the break room, she

heard Preston's voice inside.

He said, "Didn't I tell you not to contact me? Can't you see what's going

on? All right, I'll be there in an hour, and you find some reasons to

come out without arousing any suspicion, understand?”