Chapter 675 Help
There was a small black car parked at the door, Mario was sitting in the
back seat with the windows down, so Camille and Sienna fell into his
eyes as soon as they came out of the restaurant door.
Camille accompanied Sienna over to the car, Mario followed and got
out of the car, seeing Camille he offered a greeting, "Cami, long time no
see.â
"Mario, it's been a long time." Camille smiled lightly and teased, "When
did Mario come to Hance City? Camille smiled lightly and said
flirtatiously, "When did Mario come to Hance City, why didn't you tell
me? Why didn't you tell me? I could have invited you to dinner."
"I came over for some business, and I plan to find you after I'm done.
After all, Hance City is now your home turf, and you can't escape this
meal."
Mario's words are gentle, but the expression on his face is as
indifferent as ever, and there is hardly the slightest hint of gentleness to
be seen.
But those who are familiar with him already know that his character is
such that he is a few years older than Camille and Sienna, so he has
always given them the feeling of an elder who is not to be provoked
and majestic.
Camille still kept her polite smile, holding Siennaâs hand without letting
go, her voice low and shallow, "Anytime, call me when you're done."
"Good." Mario nodded, his eyes swept over Sienna again, his tone still
warm and light, and he said to Camille, "I'm going to talk to Sienna
about something, can you lend her to me for a while?"
Camille was just stunned, her eyes then looked at Sienna, she smiled
lightly and said: "Of course you can, but Mario you should not ask me,
you should ask Sienna, after all, the only one who can make decisions
for her is herself!"
Camille smiled lightly, the hint between the words is extremely heavy
flavor, Mario such a smart person and how will not hear it?
But Camille doesn't care, she just wants Mario to hear.
Camille let go of Sienna and said to her, "I'l go back to Timmy then, call
me when you're done!?"
Sienna nodded gently, "Well, you go ahead.â
Camille drove herself over, so she got in the car and drove off straight
away.
Watching the car disappear from sight, Mario's voice then sounded
unenthusiastically, "Camille is the one you got to save you?"
Sienna's gaze faded to Mario: "Why should I look for help?"
Mario's face was faint, his deep eyes fixed on Sienna unblinkingly, his
voice low and dull: "Have Camille and Ayan already divorced? If this
news broke out in Hance City, how do you think the Simpson Group
and Ayan and Camille would be affected?"
Sienna's face changed instantly and she stared at Mario with a frown of
disbelief, "What do you mean?"
"Sienna, isn't my meaning obvious enough? I've been coming to Hance
City for so many days, there's no way you can't guess my purpose, I
dropped the King Group thing to make a special trip to Hance City, how
long do you want to continue to spend with me?"
Mario's face was as cold as ice, and the grim look under his eyes was
flooded with commands that could not be denied.
His words have always been unacceptable to any question or rebuttal,
much less anyone wanting to challenge against his will.
So he thinks he's got a good shot at Sienna.
He is more a person who never cares about the process, only the
result.
He didn't want to know what would happen in the process and didn't
mind who would be hurt in the process? All he wants is an outcome that
he is happy with.
Sienna pursed her lips to hold back her emotions, and at the moment,
because he mentioned Camille and tried to threaten her with Camille,
this was something she couldn't bear.
Sienna's face was slightly cold as she met Mario's gaze and she said,
âYou know this is Hance City too, do you think Ayan will let you off the
hook for what you did to Camille in Hance City?"
"So what if I don't let go? It's just a truth being told to the public, so
what if he suspects me? What proof does he have that I did it? As far
as I know, there are many people who are enemies of Ayan, and I can
use them to achieve what I want, so Sienna, do you really want me to
go after Camille before you compromise?"
Mario's face with a light smile, under the eyes but no smile, floating
cold threat, the taste of threat between the words is very thick, so that
people simply do not dare to easily to confirm the truth of his words.
Sienna wrinkled her eyebrows, the gaze under her eyes was getting
heavier and heavier, she was also very angry about such threats, she
said, "Why are you always like this? Obviously it has nothing to do with
others, but you have to drag innocent people into it, aren't you boring
like this?"
"Sienna, I never consider the process, I want only the result, the
purpose of my visit you know in your heart, I have given you so many
days of opportunity, hoping that you can take the initiative to break
clean with Rex, but until now I have not seen any indication from you,
so I have no more patience.â
âYour result is to build pain on others, right?"
"Going back to Campole with me is painful? Staying with Rex is not?
Do you think Rex would still like you as much as he does now if he
really got to know you?"
Mario narrowed his eyes slightly, and his sorrowful threat made
Sienna's emotions grow more and more agitated.
She said, "What can you do by forcing me back to Campole with such a
tactic? You've obviously made your choice, why can't you stick to it?"
Mario, you're really too selfish.â
Mario's thin lips stained smile, reached out from his trouser pocket to
take out a cigarette and light it, he frowned slightly, the expression on
his face seemed mild, but his eyes were especially cold, he said in a
word extremely thin: "Sienna, my choice does not mean that I want the
result to be so, but you have to think that I have made a choice, but I
found that no matter how to choose others are not suitable for me. You
are the only one who has been right for me since the beginning, so
come back to Campole with me, huh?"
"Don't force me to do something you don't like so that you're not happy
and I'm not happy, there's no need, eh?"
His voice was low and dull, and his tall body was approaching Sienna.
His approaching made Sienna feel extremely oppressed and made him
feel very uncomfortable, but when she tried to step back
subconsciously, Mario had already reached over.
He clutched her arm, a touch that caused Sienna to react so much that
she lifted her hand and shook it off directly, her eyes taking on a look of
wide-eyed indifference as she said, "Don't touch me!"
Mario's eyes snapped shut, a starburst of anger flickered under his
eyes, but he didn't snap, instead he said gently, âI've said all I have to
say, I'll give you two days to take care of your business, after two days
if you haven't decided, then I'll decide for you personally.â
Mario finished these and left, his clear and elegant silhouette laying a
thin layer of coldness, the bottom of his eyes were also flooded with a
thick chill.
His words were not just words, which Sienna knew very well.
Watching his car fade away, Sienna's heart could not calm down for a
long time.
What is she going to do?
Rex, who had left the restaurant, had also arrived at Maple Leaves
Mansion.
He arrived by elevator according to the address Ayan said, and the
doors were opened by entering the code himself.
When I walked in, I saw Ayan in the living room.
Ayan likewise saw him, and their eyes met the same, looking at each
other with a warm look.
Rex carried the wine in his hand, walked to the sofa and sat down,
sighed silently, and spoke indifferently: "You don't even eat without
Camille? If I hadn't come, you would have gone hungry?"
Ayan indifferently swept him, the expression on his face as cold as ice:
âYou talk so much Sienna is how to put up with it?"
Rex frowned slightly and said indifferently, "Ayan, to tell you the truth,
Camille was right in front of me when you called just now."
Rex originally did not intend to say, but Ayan's words were too harsh,
he could not bear.
His words fell, Ayan suddenly no sound, a face coldly staring at him,
eyes flashing with disbelief, but see him no response, Ayan had to
believe again.
The two men stared at each other, Rex raised his hand and rubbed his
forehead, his voice low and dumb, "Just say, why do men have to make
things difficult for men? Isn't it good to live in peace?"
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