Chapter 678 Strange
Chapter 678 Strange
Yessica was a little confused, but nodded.
So all day Camille was not disturbed by anyone until the end of the work day. But instead of rushing
back, she nned to ask Sienna out for a meal.
She called Sienna and was quickly answered.
But the person on the other end of the phone seemed a little tired, and her voice sounded less than
energetic: "What''s wrong?"
"What''s wrong with you?" asked Camille, "Not feeling well?"
Sienna: "I caught a cold."
"It''s serious?" It sounded like it was serious.
Sienna didn''t have the strength to respond, and her voice was still a little hoarse: "Well, sort of, what
are you going to do?"
"Nothing, I want to ask you to have dinner together, since you have a cold, then take a good rest. Do
you need me to some and see you?"
"No." Sienna immediately shot back the next second, her reaction a little too strong for Camille to ask,
"What are you so excited about?"
Sienna said, "I''m not excited. I just don''t want you to bother making a trip, and I just have a cold, it''s not
a big deal, so don''te over."
Camille didn''t think much of it and just assumed she was telling the truth.
After that, she told her to get some rest and then ended the call.
Sienna dropped her phone and felt her hand break. She didn''t get out of bed today. She was so tired
she felt like she was going to die.
No, just after finishing the call with Camille, the culprit came in with the soup.
Because they were at home, he was dressed simply with a light-coloured home clothes, his hair is also
a little messy, and at the moment his gentle look was also much more serious than when he usually
teased her.
He put the soup bowl on the bedside table, then sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and kissed
Sienna''s cheek, and asked in a low voice: "Wake up and have some soup? I made the chicken soup
myself, don''t you want to drink it?"
"Get out!"
Sienna spat out a word indifferently.
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Rexughed, he carried her up from the bed to his arms along with the quilt. He said, "You have not
eaten anythign all day. Now it''s dinner time, drink some soup. Later I''ll make you something else?"
Sienna looked at the two-faced man with a cold face, and the words came out of her mouth, "Rex, you
are a bastard."
Hearing her scolding, Rex''s smile deepened and his voice was tinged with a low chuckle as he said,
"Well, yes, I''m a bastard, so do you want some chicken soup made by a bastard now?"
Sienna listened to his answer and became even more angry. Why was he the one who made the effort,
but she was the one who suffered?
When she thought of himing backst night and pressing her against the wall like a madman, she
was totally angry.
But she would not mistreat her own stomach. Naturally, she finished drinking a bowl of soup. Seeing
her in good appetite, he asked again, "Want more?"
"No." Sienna shook her head, then nestled in his arms with her eyes closed, her whole body weak and
unwilling to move.
Rex held her like this until she was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly reached out and took her
hand to his mouth and kissed it gently, asking in a gentle voice, "Sienna, do you want to go to Campole
with him or stay with me in Hance City?"
His voice was as gentle as water, not giving her the slightest pressure or coercion, as if he was just
asking her if she wanted to have dinnerter.
Sienna did not answer right away. She quietly maintained a pose without any response.
Her eyes were closed and it was hard not to feel like she was asleep.
But Rex''s voice didn''t stop as he continued, "I agree with whatever decision you make, only this time I
won''t be there for you. I''ll just have to wait for you in Hance City and can wait for you forever."
He was willing to wait for Sienna toe back of her own ord, but he wouldn''t look for her
anywhere else.
If they always chase each other like this, sooner orter there will be great problems, which will also
give Sienna a feeling that no matter where she goes, he will eventually go to find her.
His words made Sienna open her eyes. She pursed her lips lightly, her voice sounded a bit choked: "Do
you mean that if I leave, it''spletely over between us?"
Rex subconsciously narrowed his eyes, the flickering emotions under his eyes making it difficult to see
what he was thinking at the moment.
But in the next second, his low voice slowly ringing out as he said, "Aplete end? You''d better not
think about it either, we started when you said it, and end it as you wish? Sienna, I won''t interfere with
you if you want to go about your business, but you have toe back or I won''t let it go."
The man''s words made Sienna clench her teeth, and her eyes glistened with moisture, but she didn''t
speak again for a long time.
They just kept silent. Although there was no verbal interaction, they were now very clear about each
other''s mind.
Such honesty made it clear that they both understood that whatever they encountered, it was better to
talk through it.
At least they could know each other''s heart, then there would also be some courage about their
rtionship.
Camille, who did not meet Sienna, eventually drove back to Maple Leaves Mansion, but to her surprise,
there was no news from Ayan all day, no phone calls, no messages.
Obviously this was what she wanted. But when it did, there was an inexplicable sense of loss in her
heart.
She came home and cooked noodles. The more she ate, the more vourless she felt, so she simply
put down her chopsticks and sat in a chair and stared.
What the hell does he mean by that?
Camille realized as an afterthought that she had been manipted by Ayan and immediately stopped
thinking about it.
Such a feeling made her feel frightened.
She can''t be trapped once again, can she?
Camille stared nkly until her cell phone rang, snapping her back to reality.
It wasn''t Ayan calling, but Grace.
Camille picked up immediately and Grace''s voice came, "Cami, is it convenient to talk about work right
now?"
"Well, yeah, you say it."
"Mr. Burris invited you to help appraise the design. The day after tomorrow it will be submitted to the
Simpson Group for the project team to vote for a final decision. I want to ask, when you are free, can
youe over to Armstrong Corp? Or I can send it to your email directly?"
"Send me an email, I''ll read itter and get back to you tomorrow morning?"
"Good, then you contact Mr. Burris directly, because Mr. Burris is personally in charge of this matter."
"Well, OK."
After a brief chat about work, Grace mentioned, "Cami,e home for dinner if you have timetely,
mom and dad miss you too."
Grace was still trying to ease Camille''s rtionship with Brody and Page, because it was better for the
family to get along.
But instead of just saying yes, Camille said, as always, "We''ll see!"
To the Armstrong family, she could never get close. Her feelings for them were indescribable. It was
like the most familiar strangers.
Sometimes she asked herself, "Am I the Armstrong family''s biological child?"
Camille didn''t want to talk about it anymore, and Grace couldn''t force her, fearing that Camille would be
disgusted and wouldn''t want to hang out with her.
After the phone call, Grace immediately emailed Camille the design, who stayed upte to check a few
of them and make some changes, and then wrote down detailed suggestions after looking at the rest
the next morning.
It was almost noon when Camille finished, so she sent it directly to Horace.
Horace contacted Camille first after reading it and expressed his gratitude, but also said, "Armstrong
Corp will have a design project next, would you like to work with me?"
Camille felt it a little abrupt and did not say yes directly, but simply responded, "Let''s talk about this
after Armstrong Corp''s confirmation, for now it is still our current project that is the priority."
"Yes, after this project is over, we will talk about the design cooperation."
Camille said yes, and the two didn''t talk much because Camille had business to attend, so she still
needed to have a thorough chat with Yessica.
Camille met Yessica for lunch to talk about the state of thepany since Preston left and ns in the
next.
She took the elevator downstairs and then met Kian.