Chapter 1294: Patience


    Chapter 1294: Patience


    "What Mr. Tillery said, I am well aware of the capabilities and influence of the Tillery Group, so how


    could I possibly underestimate them? Mr. Tillery seems to have had too much to drink. It''s better for


    him to go back and rest. We can discuss work-rted matters tomorrow."


    Although it was stillte at night here, not even midnight yet, in foreign countries, it would be dawn in a


    little while.


    Ayan hadn''t experienced jetg and was grateful for waking upte during the day. Otherwise, enduring


    like this would surely lead to sudden death!


    Ayan''s words were already indicating to Mr. Tillery that the phone call wasing to an end, right?


    Mr. Tillery didn''t say much more either. Perhaps he was really drunk and didn''t want to escte the


    situation with Ayan. Although Tillery Group was formidable, Ayan was someone he wanted to


    cooperate with and utilize. He certainly couldn''t afford to fall out with Ayan so quickly. Ayan had great


    value to him!


    Mr. Tillery hung up the phone as he wished, and then his secretary took the phone from Ayan''s hand


    and returned to the car. However, his mood seemed quite bad, so he didn''t even let the secretary get


    into the car. He directly told the driver to leave, leaving the secretary standing alone in the wind, dazed.


    Naturally, Ayan also witnessed this scene. He exchanged a nce with Kian, and Kian understood


    what he meant and got out of the car.


    Kian left for about five or six minutes, then came back with Mr. Tillery''s secretary.


    Kian was driving, Mr. Tillery''s secretary sat in the passenger seat, and Ayan was alone in the back


    seat.


    Kian asked Mr. Tillery''s secretary, "Where do you live? Give me the location."


    Kian wasn''t very familiar with the roads here, and this car was arranged by Tillery Group for his


    convenience.


    After Mr. Tillery''s secretary provided the location to Kian, he remained silent in the passenger seat


    without making any sound. The journey went smoothly the whole way. It was a less crowded time, so


    there was no traffic congestion.


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    They quickly arrived at the secretary''s apartment. The area wasn''t particrly busy, and the apartment


    was quite ordinary, which made Kian suddenly feel fortunate.


    Compared to Simpson Group, Tillery Group naturally had greater influence internationally, but Simpson


    Group''s influence in the country and in Hance City couldn''t be underestimated either.


    If wepare the two, Mr. Tillery, as a listed corporation, naturally had broader business and


    connections than Simpson Group. However, Simpson Group had steadily and solidly progressed step


    by step. Every project they undertook was well thought out and could withstand scrutiny. Tillery Group


    couldn''t match that.


    Especially when the secretary of a chairman of a listed corporation lived in such an ordinary small


    apartment, it clearly didn''t align with his status.


    But that was someone else''s business, and Ayan and Kian certainly wouldn''t meddle.


    After bidding farewell to Mr. Tillery''s secretary, Ayan restarted the car and returned to the hotel with


    Kian.


    Perhaps Kian had been influenced by Yessica, as he had developed a bit of curiosity.


    He nced at Ayan through the rearview mirror and whispered, "Mr. Simpson, do you think Mr. Tillery''s


    secretary could be a breakthrough?"


    Ayan had originally closed his eyes, but upon hearing Kian''s words, he instinctively opened them. He


    squinted his eyes and looked at Kian with a faint hint of indifference shimmering in his gaze. He didn''t


    speak, but he had already conveyed his thoughts.


    Kian immediately closed his mouth, unsure of whether to continue speaking. At that moment, Ayan''s


    voice slowly resounded, as he said, "We don''t need to find someone close to him as a breakthrough.


    As long as we don''t reveal our intentions and what we want, Mr. Tillery won''t be able to ckmail us.


    Let''s meet Horace tomorrow; he probably has some news. Also, take advantage of these two days to


    find out if there are any illegal aspects to the project Mr. Tillery mentioned tonight."


    Ayan''s silence andck of response were simply because he didn''t like the project and felt that it


    concealed some unspeakable secrets. However, he couldn''t find any evidence to prove it. Only with


    evidence could hepletely convince himself to stay away from Mr. Tillery, a businessman driven


    solely by self-interest. Even if he had the desired project in his hands, he would give it up. Kian


    understood Ayan''s meaning and subconsciously nodded in agreement.


    Back at the hotel, it was already veryte. After sending a message to Camille, Ayan went to take a


    shower and rest. Camille only saw the message in the morning. By the time Ayan was resting, it was


    already past four in the morning in the country. Seeing him staying up sote, she couldn''t help but


    worry, despite knowing there was a time difference.


    However, Camille didn''t have a chance to express her concerns to Ayan. She had already left early in


    the morning with Sienna to go to thepany. The second round of the designpetition was


    tomorrow, so Camille was busy apanying Sienna these past few days, and the busier she was,


    the more things piled up.


    "He caught a cold and is working from home," Camille said indifferently.


    Preston clearly didn''t believe her, so he instinctively asked, "He''s working from home? So he''s been at


    home these past few days?"


    "Yesterday he was at home," Camille replied, of course not revealing that he had been at home all this


    time. After all, Preston had called to ask, so she couldn''t answer like that.


    Preston still didn''t believe her, and suspicion shed in his eyes. In a low voice, he said, "So he''s still at


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    From his questioning tone, Camille could sense his doubt about the situation. But at the same time, she


    also realized that he didn''t know where Ayan was at the moment. As long as he didn''t know where


    Ayan was, she would feel relieved. So Camille''s response was calm andposed as she said, "Yes,


    he''s at home."


    Preston still didn''t believe her, but he didn''t express any further doubts. He simply asked, "If Ayan is at


    home, then where is Kian?"


    "Kian isn''t my secretary. How would I know where Kian is? Kian is Ayan''s secretary. If Ayan is working


    from home, then obviously Kian wouldn''t be at home with him," Camille replied impatiently, but she


    couldn''t afford not to answer.