Chapter 1340: Obstruction


    Chapter 1340: Obstruction


    Her directness left everyone present momentarily stunned, except for Ayan.


    He seemed unsurprised, his expression particrly cold as he said, "There''s a lot going on with the


    After Ayan finished speaking, without waiting for Daisy''s response, he turned to Kian and said, "Pull out


    a chair for Miss Daisy."


    Kian immediatelyplied, then said, "Please have a seat, Miss Daisy."


    At arge round table, Daisy''s position was separated from Ayan by a considerable distance, enough


    for her nearsightedness to potentially hinder her view of his features.


    As Daisy sat down, her gaze remained fixed on Ayan. However, what she saw was Ayan attentively


    attending to the woman beside him. The woman seemed ustomed to this behavior, showing no


    surprise or change in expression. With a clearplexion devoid of any makeup, her fair skin


    appeared exceptionally radiant under the lighting. Her features were impably sculpted, wless in


    every aspect.


    Was this Ayan''s wife?


    Such a thought emerged in Daisy''s mind, apanied by a mix of indescribable emotions.


    The woman before her contradicted Daisy''s initial imagination – she was not the kind of delicate


    woman who solely relied on men, nor the type who constantly catered to a man''s needs.


    Daisy struggled toprehend the kind of person this woman truly was.


    However, Daisy''s contemtion was brief, as Ayan''s voice resounded. He briefly introduced each


    person at the table to Daisy, emphasizing that their titles were not merely names or Ayan''s friends but


    held significance from birth.


    One was the President of Ward Group, another the General Manager of Burton Group, and the third a


    physician from a renowned medical family. Despite these apparent distant connections to Ayan, they


    were all present because of the Tillery Group''s involvement.


    Despite this revtion, Daisy did notpletely grasp the situation, merely nodding and disying a


    friendly smile, exchanging greetings with everyone.


    Finally, Ayan introduced Camille. Gently grasping Camille''s hand, he raised it within Daisy''s sight and


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    said, "This is my wife, Camille."


    Camille responded with a polite yet distant smile, addressing Daisy, "Wee to Hance City, Miss


    Daisy."


    Camille proactively raised her ss towards Daisy, who made no move to reciprocate. Her expression


    soured slightly, prompting Camille toment further, "Miss Daisy, have you visited Hance City


    before? We have many wonderful ces to eat and explore. Since you are here, you should enjoy


    yourself to the fullest."


    After delivering her message, Camille sipped her drink gracefully, her movements fluid and natural.


    Daisy had initially intended to embarrass Camille but found herself unable to act, resulting in a


    displeased expression.


    Others at the table also noticed this tension, each well-versed in social dynamics and unspoken cues.


    Tomas and Derek intervened, signaling the start of the meal. Despite their efforts to engage her,


    Daisy''s mood remained sullen, leading to a night where she barely touched her food. It was only when


    Sienna spoke up, questioning, "Why aren''t you eating, Miss Daisy? Is the cuisine not to your liking?"


    Daisy''s expression softened slightly, but before she could respond, Sienna continued, "I suppose the


    vors of Hance City may not align with your preferences. Each person''s taste and lifestyle habits


    differ. These are the unique characteristics of Hance City. Perhaps Mr. Simpson should arrange


    Western cuisine next time!"


    Ayan chimed in agreement, "Yes, you''re right."


    They seemed to be in perfect harmony, as if they had nned this exchange in advance.


    Camille subtly smirked, then turned her attention to Daisy, who struggled to offer an exnation,


    uncertain of where to begin.


    Frustrated by the situation, Daisy remained silent for the rest of the evening. Following the meal, Ayan


    prepared a singing session, a customary entertainment for guests at Hance City.


    Located on the tenth floor of the hotel, the venue required a brief elevator ride.


    Due to the crowd, the elevator was a bit congested, a fact not lost on Daisy. Taking the initiative, she


    suggested, "Ayan, let''s ride the elevator together. I have some project-rted matters to discuss with


    you privately."


    Camille, unfazed by the proposal, offered Daisy a smile before Daisy disregarded her input. She


    believed that, given the nature of the discussion, Ayan''s professional responsibilities would take


    precedence over any personal dynamics with Camille.


    However, Daisy was mistaken once again.


    Ayan calmly stated, "Miss Daisy, it''s after working hours. Let''s save the work talk for another time."


    "Is there a specific time for discussing projects? I thought you were different when it came to work."


    "Nothing is different. I''m just an ordinary person."


    Tension escted, with Camille surprisingly calm, gently urging Ayan, "Since she insists, you should


    join her and discuss your project."


    Camille''s words left Daisy perplexed, unable toprehend their underlying meaning.


    Camille''s demeanor shifted, her response brief, "You''re mistaken."


    Daisy was momentarily taken aback, only to hear Ayan''s firm directive, "If Miss Daisy wishes to discuss


    coboration, please proceed."


    With a faint sense of triumph, Daisy stepped into the elevator as the doors closed with a ding. Despite


    her satisfaction, her face remained cold, contrasting with Sienna''s amusedmentary on the


    unfolding drama.


    Sienna couldn''t help but remark, "What''s wrong with Miss Daisy? Why is she pursuing him despite


    knowing he''s married?"