Chapter 861: Progress

Chapter 861: Progress

Ayan walked towards her with a gentle gaze fixed on her. There was a

hint of a smile in his eyes as he said, "But you're not just anyone. Didn't

you say earlier that I had already had you? So you are my wife,

naturally one of us!"

"Don't make random claims,” Camille lowered her gaze and stopped

looking at him. Her voice was faint as she said, "At most, we can

consider ourselves boyfriend and girlfriend.”

"So, are you implying that I can take you to remarry?" He let out a low

chuckle, walked directly to Camille, and pulled her into his arms. While

doing it, he accidentally touched a voice message from Sienna.

Sienna said, "If you think it's too deliberate, I'll prepare a few sets of

revealing sleepwear for you later. I guarantee Mr. Simpson won't be

able to let go of you. Not to mention going out, he won't even want to

leave the room."

"The relationship between you and Mr. Simpson is heating up, and

what you need most now is a little spice. If you use some tactics, Mr.

Simpson will be so attached to you that he won't even want to go to the

company.”

“You should seriously consider what I'm saying. I think it suits you quite

well. If I were a man, honestly, I wouldn't let you go, especially your

waist and legs. Tsk!"

Camille didn't even have time to react before all three voice messages

were played.

By the time she wanted to stop it, it was already too late. Camille

pursed her lips, her expression blank, and she avoided looking at Ayan,

but his voice quietly sounded in her ears, "Revealing?"

He said it with a husky voice, his magnetic voice echoing in Camille's

ears as if it had been enhanced. His deep eyes continued to stare at

Camille without wavering, as if he could see right through her heart.

Camille remained silent, keeping her gaze down, unwilling to look at

him. But Ayan reached out and gently lifted her chin, forcing her to

meet his gaze. There was a faint curve at the corner of his lips, but his

voice clearly carried amusement as he said, “Is this how you usually

chat with each other? Isn't this a bit too bold?"

Camille furrowed her brow, her voice low as she said, "We don't usually

talk like this. She was just joking."

"Just joking?"

"Of course.”

Camille's gaze evaded his as she desperately tried to find another

topic, but her mind seemed to have paused, unable to come up with the

next subject.

Ayan smiled and didn't continue with the topic, knowing that it wouldn't

benefit him to anger Camille. He took the initiative and said to her, "I

came back late last night and didn't want to wake you up, so I rested in

the guest room."

Camille nodded lightly, her facial expression gradually returning to

normal. She picked up her phone, feeling more at ease holding it. Who

knows what else messages might be heard later that shouldn't be

heard by others?

After all, there's a saying online that if the conversations between best

friends were made public, they could be socially dead.

Ayan naturally didn't expose her little secrets. He simply asked in a low

voice, “Aren't you going to ask where I went?"

Camille met his gaze and said, "I thought it wouldn't be appropriate to

ask, so I didn't know if I should ask or not."

"What's inappropriate about it? As long as you want to ask, I'll answer.

Hmm?" He looked at Camille and saw her nod in agreement. Then he

continued, “I met with Rex. He's going to Flento today to see Sienna."

"See Sienna?" Camille was excited, and a joyful smile appeared on her

face. She asked, "Is he going to snatch Sienna back?"

As she spoke, vivid images of the scene appeared in her mind. It was

quite thrilling to imagine. She added, "I should quickly inform Sienna in

advance so she can prepare herself. Otherwise, if Rex sees her looking

so down when he arrives, it would be a huge shock to him!"

After all, they haven't seen each other for so long, so it's only natural to

dress up nicely.

But Ayan raised his hand to stop Camille's actions. He said, "Don't tell

her yet. Maybe Rex wants to see Sienna directly when he goes there.

Perhaps he wants to dress up before meeting her. Besides, it's better

for them to personally tell each other their feelings. Also, let Sienna find

out when Rex is standing in front of her. Wouldn't that be more

surprising?”

Ayan's reasoning made sense, and Camille dismissed her thoughts of

informing Sienna. She was genuinely happy to see Sienna and Rex

back together, so she agreed that it would be better for them to handle

it personally. However, a trace of worry still lingered in her mind. She

said, "I wonder if Sienna will follow him back. After all, Mario is a tricky

person, and once he makes a decision, no one can change it. Who

knows what else might happen?”

Camille sighed silently, and Ayan reached out and gently touched her

head. He spoke in a comforting tone, "Don't worry. As long as Rex

needs it, the Simpson family's resources are at his disposal. If things

really come to the worst, Mario doesn't stand a chance. But there's a

condition behind all of this.”

"What condition?"

"Sienna."

Ayan's deep gaze met Camille's eyes, and he spoke in a low, resonant

voice. Camille understood what he meant immediately. Even though

the situation seems complicated and challenging, there is always a

solution to every problem. It's just a matter of how perfectly it can be

resolved. But while there are solutions to all the problems, people's

hearts can't be controlled.

As long as Sienna’s heart remains with Rex, Mario doesn't stand a

chance.

Camille understood Sienna's thoughts, so she knew who would

ultimately win.

But this process probably won't be easy, right?

Camille was lost in thought, until Ayan lifted her face and furrowed his

brows slightly. He said, "Stop thinking about it. It's their business. Rex

will handle it well. He's more anxious than you or me, so there's no

need to worry."

Camille nodded in agreement, and then the breakfast Ayan ordered

arrived.

After having breakfast, he drove Camille to the museum first. After

resting for so many days, it was time for her to officially return to work.

After dropping off Camille, Ayan drove directly to the Simpson Group.

Camille brought some local snacks from Dane to share with everyone

and reviewed the design drafts of the other team members over the

past few days. Then, she began a busy day of work.

Since Preston wasn't in Hance City at the moment, Jenson was the one

managing the project. Unlike Preston, he would come over to the office

every day, considering himself as a supervisor. In reality, he wanted to

participate in the project to fully understand it and keep track of the

progress.

What Jenson was doing was highly responsible in the eyes of all the

architects. In the afternoon, he even treated everyone to afternoon tea.

Summer and Sophie sweetly expressed their gratitude, almost coaxing

Jenson to take out his wallet and treat them to dinner.

Others also expressed their appreciation, and Camille was no

exception. Enjoying the afternoon tea and snacks, she was able to take

a short break from her work.

Jenson sat at the conference table and had a friendly conversation with

everyone about work-related matters. He was easy to get along with

and made everyone feel at ease.

After Jenson left, Sophie couldn't help but exclaim, "Although Mr.

Baxter is quite handsome, he's difficult to approach. He seems gentle,

but in reality, it's hard to get along with him. On the other hand, Mr.

Evans is a great leader who doesn't put any pressure on us. When you

compare the two, I feel like Mr. Evans is much more attractive!"

Everyone laughed at her words, agreeing with her opinion. Although

they were all responsible for this project, the impression they got was

that Jenson was easier to get along with, while Preston seemed distant

and aloof, purely a boss. But Jenson could be treated like a friend.

Everyone expressed their thoughts, except Camille, who had remained

silent.

Summer asked, "Miss Camille, what do you think? Do you have

anything to say?"