Chapter 1284: Worries


    Chapter 1284: Worries


    As noon arrived in Hance City, Ayan, who was far away in a foreign country, had already woken up.


    After returning from the partyst night, he took a shower and went to bed early, sleeping straight


    through until around eight o''clock. Since he was on a business trip, he didn''t need to wake up early and


    go to the office like in Hance City. After waking up, he quickly freshened up and came out of his room.


    Kian had already ordered breakfast to be delivered by the hotel, mostly consisting of Western-style


    dishes. Ayan wasn''t particrly fond of them, so he only requested a cup of coffee and a sandwich.


    While eating breakfast and looking at his phone, he saw messages from Camille, as well as photos


    from Timmy and the sandwich Camille made. The smile on his face didn''t fade as he looked at them,


    but suddenly the sandwich in front of him seemed tasteless. In his heart, he longed to eat a sandwich


    made by Camille herself. He replied to Camille, saying, "When I return, bring the sandwich you made to


    pick me up at the airport, okay?" He didn''t want to wait until he got home; he wanted to eat it as soon


    as hended in Hance City. He missed her, even though it had only been a day since he arrived. She


    upied his mindpletely.


    He also took a picture of his breakfast and the view outside the window to show Camille. He said to


    her, "I''ll have to start working soon. We can have dinner with Horace and Grace in the afternoon. Shall


    we have a video call together?" After sending his message, it took about half an hour for Camille to


    reply. She had just gone to have lunch with her colleagues in the meeting room. Since the space was


    order lunch today; it was delivered directly. Camille treated everyone and wanted them to eat well, so


    they would have more motivation to work.


    During lunch, everyone chatted and rarely looked at their phones. It wasn''t until after finishing their


    meal that Camille saw the message from Ayan. She immediately replied, "Just had lunch." "Tonight, I''m


    going to have dinner with Crystal. She gave us some local specialtiesst time, so Sienna and I are


    treating her tonight." "You can have Grace and Horace video call uster. It''s been a while since we


    messages. They wouldn''t voice or video call each other.


    Recently, Camille didn''t know if the Armstrong family had given up on finding Grace. They hadn''t


    mentioned anything about Grace for a long time, so Camille had minimal contact with them as well.


    Camille didn''t care about the affairs of the Armstrong family and never took the initiative to inquire. So


    she wanted to talk to Grace about the Armstrong family. If the Armstrong family continued like this,


    Grace could stay in Flento City or Dane City and be closer to Hance City. She could also see Horace


    more often. After all, a long-distance rtionship was not a sustainable solution.


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    Ayan was probably not too busy, so he could chat with Camille for a few moments. Camille asked him a


    couple of questions about his situation abroad, and Ayan answered seriously and in detail. Looking at


    the way they were conversing, Camille couldn''t help but sigh and say, "I feel like we''re in the same


    situation as Horace and Grace. Long-distance rtionships are really ufortable." "Do you miss


    me?" Ayan asked. Camille didn''t try to conceal or deny it. She said, "Yes, I miss you a lot. So when will


    youe back?" Ayan looked at Camille''s straightforward response, his face filled with a smile, and


    then he pressed the voice message button. With a low and hoarse voice, he said, "I''lle back as


    soon as I finish my work. It should take about two more days if everything goes smoothly. I''ll do my


    best, okay?" After listening to his message, Camille also responded with a voice message. She said,


    "Okay, remember to bring me a gift when youe back." "What do you want?" "Buy whatever you


    want. I can''t think of anything specific." Being abroad, there were luxury brands and some niche


    brands, but Camille didn''t feel like she wascking anything. She just wanted him to buy her a small


    gift, even if it was something very trivial.


    It was probably just a simple desire for gifts. Camille had this thought in her mind and she began to


    wonder what Ayan would bring back for her. After chatting for a while, Ayan had to go attend to some


    business and he bid Camille farewell, ending their conversation.


    Ayan had not epted Mr. Tillery''s invitation to meet his familyst night, but he couldn''t refuse the


    lunch today at noon. After all, Mr. Tillery had personally called and invited him, and they also had some


    work to discuss. So Ayan couldn''t refuse.


    As lunchtime approached, Mr. Tillery''s secretary arrived at the hotel downstairs. He personally drove to


    pick up Ayan and Kian. From him, they learned that Mr. Tillery had reserved today''s lunch at an


    upscale restaurant that required a reservation several days in advance. He mentioned this to let Ayan


    know that Mr. Tillery valued him and wanted Ayan to recognize Mr. Tillery''s sincerity.


    However, Ayan''s responses were always in and unremarkable. Throughout the journey, it was


    mostly Kian and Mr. Tillery''s secretary who engaged in conversation.


    They arrived at the restaurant after a short drive. The secretary led Ayan and Kian to take the elevator


    upstairs to the private room. Inside the private room, there were two tables-one main table and one for


    the secretary. Mr. Tillery was already waiting in the room. He was an elderly white man in his sixties, tall


    in stature, and his appearance didn''t reveal his age at all. He exuded amanding presence and had


    a deep, resonant voice.


    In addition to him, there was his wife whom Ayan had met before. The couple had simr body types-


    rather sturdy andcking the delicate and refined features of Eastern women. They gave off a slightly


    rough impression. Apart from Mr. Tillery and his wife, there was a youngdy whom Ayan had not seen


    before.


    The youngdy was dressed in a very avant-garde style, with long golden curls and heavy makeup.


    Her gaze remained fixed on Ayan from the moment he entered the private room and never wavered.


    Mr. Tillery and his wife also turned their attention to Ayan. Mr. Tillery extended his hand to shake Ayan''s


    and said, "Wee, Mr. Simpson. Please have a seat!"


    Only these few people were present for today''s meal, so the spacious private room felt somewhat


    quiet. Ayan nodded slightly and took a seat next to Mr. Tillery. Mrs. Tillery sat on the other side of Mr.


    Tillery, and the avant-garde youngdy sat beside Mrs. Tillery.


    Ayan calmly replied, "I''m worried." Updated at Draм??оvels.cоm


    "Worried about what?"