Chapter 445: Hospitality
Chapter 445: Hospitality
"I ...." Sienna bitter a face, the bottom of her eyes is full of anger, hold back for several seconds before
indignantly said, "Rex is simply not human, she even took my video to threaten me, if I dare to get
involved with other men again she will expose my video, you say he is not sick ah?"
Camille listened to Sienna''s tirade, the corner of her mouth was a smile she couldn''t help.
As for the two of them, she naturally will not make any suggestions, after all, the authorities are
confused ah.
But this matter she thinks Rex did the right thing, always run to the club to y, not very safe.
Of course, she won''t tell Sienna, so she won''t be called a wolf.
In the evening, Camille ys with Timmy in the nursery, who has just finished his bath. She is basically
herpanion at this time of day, and the bond between mother and son is getting better and better.
The little one is also getting clingy to her.
Timmy is a little kid who doesn''t cry too much. When he''s full, he ys, when he''s tired, he sleeps, and
when he wakes up, he eats again, and so on every day.
But he seems to be a little chatterbox, he likes adults to talk with him, it is best to keep talking.
Camille sang children''s songs to him, and he listened to them with great enthusiasm.
The mother and son''s alone time is interrupted by the sudden ringing of a cell phone. Camille picks up
the phone and scans it for an unfamiliar number.
She didn''t think much of it and picked up straight away, "Hello, who is it?"
"Mrs. Simpson, this is Austin."
The gentle man''s voice seemed to carry a shallowugh.
Camille gave a slight pause, full of surprise and astonishment: "Mr. Norman? You ... What''s up?"
"Is Mrs. Simpson handy? Can we talk?"
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Austin always maintained a lukewarm politeness.
Camille pursed her lips just as her nursery aunt returned to her room. She handed Timmy to her
nursery aunt and then left the nursery to go back to the master bedroom, closing the door behind her.
She didn''t know what Austin meant by the phone call though? Nor did she know exactly what Austin
wanted to talk about?
But there is always a subconscious premonition at the bottom of the heart that what he is going to say
should also have something to do with her, right?
Camille walked to the balcony and sat down on the soft cushion before speaking lightly, "What does Mr.
Norman have to say?"
Austin said faintly, "Mrs. Simpson really doesn''t know anything?"
Camille frowned slightly, her face instantly lowered.
She said, "I don''t understand what you mean? Am I supposed to know anything?"
Heughed low: "I thought I was generous enough, butpared to Mrs. Simpson I feel downright
ashamed of myself."
Camille''s face was expressionless, a hint of indifference surfaced under her eyes: "Mr. Norman made
this call specifically to taunt me?"
"Not mocking of course, I just think we should be in the same boat."
Austin''s words mean something, as to what he is pointing to mean is actually quite obvious.
It''s just that Camille neverpletely pierced thisyer of window paper.
There was a brief moment of silence.
Austin added, "Mrs. Simpson, why don''t we meet? I think some things would be better said in person,
after all, you wouldn''t believe me if I told you something here, so why don''t we meet and talk?"
Camille: "I don''t think there''s anything to talk about between us, so Mr. Norman has something that''s
better to talk about on the phone."
"Mrs. Simpson, I wouldn''t need to invite you to meet and talk if I could make it clear over the phone."
Austin''s attitude was insistent, and he said he must meet and talk to make sense of it.
Seeing that Camille never relented, he could only say, "Mrs. Simpson, if you don''t want to meet, I think
you''ll regret it."
Camille was deep in thought.
Austin says they are in the same boat.
What is the thing that makes them are the same disease?
So he knows everything too, right?
But she no longer has a rtionship with Ayan, so what does anything about him have to do with her?
Camille pursed her lips, the thought bubbling up and a voice in the back of her mind telling her the
same thing about the need to meet Austin.
She was conflicted and hesitant.
I know I don''t have to go see Austin, but I can''t help but want to go for a while.
She asked, "Time, ce."
"Tomorrow at 10am, 32nd Floor, Blue Mountain Apartment across from Simpson Group."
"Got it."
Camille was the first to hang up the phone with a nk look on her face.
She didn''t know exactly what Austin was going to say to her tomorrow. But the mind was already
prepared for the basics.
She hadn''t slept well all night because of Austin''s phone call.
As for Ayan, naturally, he has note back, since thest time he has note back for some days
now, sometimes she has even forgotten him, but most of the time she still thinks of him.
It''s not because I miss it, but because when I see Timmy or people and things rted to him, I
subconsciously think of this person.
But she figured this would get better over time and she would get more used to his absence in the
future.
Since she had an appointment with Austin, Camille said hello to Talia the next morning.
Talia thought she was going out to have fun with Sienna, so she specially instructed: "There is no hurry
toe back, you two girlfriends rx and unwind, Timmy has me and my aunt, so many people at
home can certainly take care of, you do not worry know?"
Camilleughed, "Mom, you''re so nice, I''ll be a bully if you look like this!"
"Isn''t it right to be nice to you? In your heart you''re just like Aria, as for bullying of course it''s fine, who
made me love you?"
Talia does not spare Camille''s affection.
But she could not help but sigh again, she said: "Aria although back to Hance City, but day by day busy
Timmy turn, three days two head travel, even Timmy was born only to s to call back, and so on
the 100-day banquet when she dares to let go, we will be cold to her."
Talia swore by her words, but at the bottom of her heart, she just missed Aria.
It''s true that Aria is rarely home. Although she has lived in Hance City for a long time, she is very busy
at work and basically travels or is on her way to work.
After chatting for a while, and seeing that it was about time, Camille drove alone to the location she had
arranged with Austin.
All along the way, she was in a very calm mood.
Riding the elevator to the floor Austin had mentioned, she rang the doorbell and held her breath waiting
for a response.
In the next second, the door was opened from the inside.
Austin shed a light smile, "Mrs. Simpson,e on in."
Camille lifted her foot into the apartment, one hand always in the pocket of her windbreaker jacket.
The apartment is very spacious and the decor is very luxurious. Camille walks in diameter and sees a
fully equipped telescope in the center of the living room, and two chairs next to it, as if prepared in
advance.
Camille turned to look at Austin who was walking towards the closed door and she asked without
picking up, "What is it that you have toe here to talk about?"
Austin just wanted the chair: "Sit down and talk?"
Camille did not move.
He had lifted his feet towards one of the chairs and sat down, then without speaking, waited for Camille
to sit down.
Camille was surprised by his actions, but she did as he wanted.
Austin handed her a bottle of mineral water: "Sorry, this suite just bought not long ago, is still being set
up not officially moved in to live, so only this to entertain you."
Camille didn''t care about that, but she took it out of courtesy.
She didn''t have the heart to care about how in the end this house when to move in to live?
She looked to Austin and asked, "So what is the purpose of your invitation toe here?"