Chapter 569

“Have you told Isaac about our marriage?” Camila asked.

“| personally gave him an invitation to our wedding. Why? Is he bothering you? Where are you now? I’ll head over there.”

“You don’t have to come here. He just caused me a little bit of trouble. What about you? Did he not do anything to you after you

told him about us?” Camila questioned.

There was no way Isaac had acted against her only, given his personality. Jaylen ought to be having problems as well.

Jaylen chuckled in response.

“| can’t count how many times he’s fooled me or outdone me, but I’m prepared this time. Right now, he can only get me to make

a minor mistake at best.”

Then he asked, “Are you worried about me?”

“| don’t have the Luxury to worry about you right now. | just asked out of curiosity. That’s all.”

“What did he do to you? Do you need my help?” Jaylen asked.

Once Camila assured him she did not require his help, she ended the call.

Angela’s Library

She had a plan in mind. She dialled Aldrin’s number.

“Hey, Aldrin, find a well-known influencer. We’re going to sell our own products by ourselves.”

Aldrin was still anxious about the situation, but his worries vanished as soon as he heard her suggestion.

“You're right. We can sell the products at a higher price. Even if we have to contribute a portion of our profits to the influencer, we

can profit a lot. We have a plethora of products, though. Will we be able to sell all of them?”

“That’s why I’m asking you to find an influencer with a large fan base. These days, many people tune in to watch live broadcasts

online. With this strategy, we'll have no trouble selling out our products,” Camila explained in a determined tone.

“| see. I'll get it done right away.” “Thanks.”

Camila did not leave the office after the call ended. Instead, she gathered a small group of trusted insiders and quietly removed

the products from the company

Isaac had the intention of repressing her. He might make a scene if he found out she was seeking an influencer to help her sell

the products. The man had money and influence, after all.

Hence, she had to go about it covertly.

It was already dawn when she returned home. She wanted to get some rest, but the makeup artist Jaylen had hired ushered her

onto a chair and insisted on applying her wedding makeup

Camila was so tired that she almost fell asleep on the chair.

Aldrin got her some coffee, pulled up a chair, and sat beside her “Camila...”

“Don't bother asking any questions, Aldrin. There are more pressing matters you need to attend to.” Taking a gander in his

direction, Camila continued, “You will be in charge of this matter. You can sign the agreement if the share ratio seems fair to you.

Do it secretly, and tell the others involved that I’m still looking into the matter.”

“Why hide it from everyone?” Aldrin furrowed his brows in confusion.