Chapter 708 - Invitation To Credit

Chapter 708 - Invitation to credit

Louise's face had frozen completely.

Her face was pale and bloodless, and the look under her eyes was

stunned and frozen, and it lasted for a long time.

She then said, "Camille, I didn't think I was just being nice but I caused

you a misunderstanding, don't worry, I'll definitely talk to Mr. Evans

about it."

After Louise finished, she put down the meal in her hand and got up to

leave the conference room.

Immediately after she left, Sophie said, “She definitely didn't go to Mr.

Evans, but probably just to avoid calling Mr. Evans in front of us to

explain things clearly!"

Camille didn't respond to Sophie's words, just got up and walked over

to pick up her computer and wiped the place where it had just been

touched, she didn't like anyone touching her things, even Ayan.

After all, it is a tool for work, and there are many things that are not

quite ready to be seen by others.

As for Louise to find Jenson to explain, she does not care, if care she

just in front of Jenson has said, just not used to see Louise that kind of

when and stand, so this just can not help but dislike.

But does Louise really call?

Naturally, this is not possible.

She came out of the conference room and went to the smoking room,

she lit a cigarette and stood on the balcony, her face was full of

coldness and contemptuous displeasure under her eyes, she silently

cursed Camille's meddling, if Camille didn't dare to speak out, who

would dare to dislike her?

She is disgusted with Camille and feels that Camille is intentionally

working against her. She must be jealous of her status as an architect's

representative because Jenson and Preston value her, so she has an

imbalance.

Originally she felt that Preston was not normal to Camille, but since she

learned that Camille was already married, she felt that Preston must

not have any interest in Camille, and as for the relationship between

Camille and Preston she did not care so much, anyway, she is now

Camille's boss, she will not let Camille The first thing she did was to let

Camille get out of the limelight.

More than an hour Louise came back, came back when everyone had

already started working, so she did not mention the apology and no one

asked, and the matter was left unresolved.

The afternoon's work was easier because we all worked together and

everyone had their own part to play. Camille finished early and then

repeated it again to make sure there were no problems before she

picked up her phone and scanned it.

Because of the work period, her phone was directly turned to silent,

and only now did she see several messages and missed calls from

Ayan.

She pursed her lips slightly, opened the message list dialog box, the

latest one was sent during the lunch time, he said, "Then you are busy

first, I will find you later.”

Looking at the man's words, Camille was also silent.

Ayan didn't mention anything about last night, and the messages were

all asking what she was doing? And just asking her to pick up the

phone for a chat!

Camille pursed her lips, unaware that Ayan had asked Kian to find

Jenson directly after he couldn't reach her.

Jenson personally delivered the meal naturally not simply to see the

progress of the shape chart, but just to come over on purpose to see

the status of Camille.

Jenson left and told Kian about Camille's situation. Ayan was there, so

he heard Jenson's words and knew she was busy, so he didn't bother

her anymore.

Camille put her phone down and stayed busy like that until after 5:30

pm.

Because everyone has their own part to be responsible for, so we need

to finish it together before we can discuss it together, but only Camille

and Summer finished it, so we have to postpone it until tomorrow.

Louise suggested, "Why don't we give all our designs to Camille for

safekeeping? That way I don't have to find them one by one if I need

them afterwards. After all, Camille's meticulousness is obvious to

everyone, what do you think?"

There was no comment from anyone.

But Camille did not agree, Camille said: "or each keep their own, so

that if there is time in the evening, we can also revise, I am not as good

as Representative Holland said can not handle such a big job, but also

hope that you can understand.”

Camille's refusal left Louise speechless, she didn't want to do this kind

of trouble, and if she disappeared or had any accidents, who would be

responsible for this?

She's not going to wade through the mess.

Camille said so, so naturally, each of us ended up managing our own

designs.

Everyone was packed up and ready to leave, and the time was

approaching six o'clock.

Louise suddenly said, "I have a voucher for Darkmoor, why don't we

have dinner together tonight?"

Louise's invitation made everyone freeze.

Summer said, "No, it's not good to let Representative Holland treat us

all the time, let's go our separate ways."

“It's nothing, it's just a coupon after all, and Camille knows the manager

of Darkmoor anyway, doesn't she? The manager also said he'd invite

us to dinner, so it's just the right thing to do.”

Louise's words were justified without any semblance of

embarrassment.

Everyone looked at Camille in unison, but Camille hung her head and

was putting her computer into her bag, she didn’t make a sound, and

the atmosphere was quiet.

Sophie also felt embarrassed to be this way all the time, so she

followed and said, "Next time, I've grown fat from eating so well these

past two days, and I'm tired today, so I'd better go home early and rest.”

"Sophie, you're not fat, you're just right at this size." Louise laughed

and named names, "Camille, what do you say?"

Camille looked up at her, and her tone was not the slightest bit warm:

"Me? I'm not as free as Representative Holland, so I'll leave you to it.

It's getting late, so I'll see you tomorrow."

The words fell, she had already lifted her feet and walked out.

The others followed suit and left the conference room.

In the end, Louise was the only one left.

She was furious and stomped her foot, but couldn't help Camille.

Camille drove straight back to Maple Leaves Mansion, tired of the day,

she also simply cooked a noodle to eat and then showered and washed

her hair and did not want to move on the couch.

Ayan's phone call came a short while later.

This time she answered, of course.

A man's voice immediately came from there, "Still angry?"

"No." She responded breathlessly.

Hearing the tiredness in her voice, Ayan asked, "What's wrong?"

"A little tired.”

"Because I'm still working?"

“You guessed it!" Camille faded.

Ayan's voice was low: “I sent a video to your email, open it up and take

a look, huh?"

Camille whispered in response, then opened her computer and saw the

email he had just sent.

It's a video.

The video Kian pulled out last night.

The first time Camille saw it, it was clear what he was up to.

She did not speak and watched the entire video in silence for ten

minutes, a process that did not end the call between the two.

The video finished playing before his gentle voice rang out, "What

happened last night was just an accident, there won't be a next time."

"Hmm." She whispered in response.

He said, "So can you stop being angry?"