Chapter 1361 Mockery
Chapter 1361 Mockery
Camille stared at Ayan seriously, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on her lips.
Her tone made Ayan unable to tell if she was upset or not?
But she continued to gaze at him, her expression devoid of much emotion or displeasure.
Thinking about what had just happened, Ayan also felt a bit worried. He casually asked, "Are you mocking me now?"
“How could |? | was just thinking, is your charm even greater than | imagined? Otherwise, why would girls like Daisy be so
infatuated with you?" Camille replied.
"So you want to hold on to me tightly, not give anyone a chance to look down on me, right?" he squinted at Camille, as if urging
her to nod in agreement.
But Camille did not respond as he had expected. She just smiled and said, "| actually feel quite pressured by this. If there are
morepetitors like Daisy, | might feel very tired. Their abilities and backgrounds are too strong, which really is quite
troublesome."
Camille shook her head, looking a bit tired, causing Ayan''s face to immediately darken.
Ayan said indifferently, "Are you saying that if there is too muchpetition, you n on letting me go?"
"| didn''t say that!" Camille pursed her lips, eyes twinkling mischievously.
Naturally, he was displeased, his voice bing exceptionally cold, "If you dare, | will never let you off.”
"Is Mr. Simpson threatening me?" Camilleughed, taking Ayan''s arm and saying, "If thepetition is too strong, and | feel
powerless, what can | do? So, the final decision is in your hands. As long as you hold your ground, then | will always be the
winner, right?"
Actually, Camille would never fight for something that was truly hers. If something doesn''t belong to her, then it will never be hers
in this lifetime.
Camille pursed her lips and looked at Ayan, who remained silent with a serious expression. She found it quite amusing.
She gently tugged Ayan and asked, "By treating Daisy this way, aren''t you afraid that she will tell Mr. Tillery about the project and
ruin everything?"
"Mr. Tillery himself proposed the coboration. Since he initiated it, he must be serious about working with Simpson Group. If he
just wants Daisy to cozy up to Simpson Group, there''s no need," Ayan hmphed, his expression cold and detached.
It was clear he was very displeased.
Camille nodded slightly but still seemed worried, "So, will it not affect the project going forward?"
"| don''t know. We''ll find out tomorrow. If everything remains calm, it means Daisy didn''t tell anyone about what happened in the
Office."
"Do you think she will?"
"What do you think?" Ayan smiled.
Camille blinked subconsciously, her reaction a bit dazed. Nearly half a minuteter, she finally responded, "Since you show no
fear, | have nothing to worry about. Let''s talk about what happened when | went to the hospital to have dinner with Grandpa
today!"
Ayan turned to face Camille, his gaze gentle. "What happened?"
Camille lightly bit her lip and said softly, "Grandpa told me he wants to go back to the old house for a few days. Maybe he''s
getting older and doesn''t feel secure staying in the hospital all the time. | understand, so when he brought it up, | agreed directly."
Camille looked at Ayan intently after finishing her words. Because the matter involved the old Simpson, she agreed without
discussing it with Ayan. Even though Ayan might not have any objections, Camille still felt a bit uncertain about the decision
concerning the old Simpson.
She had agreed quickly at the time to avoid causing any difort or disappointment to the old Simpson, but now she
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As Camille pondered, her gaze bore into Ayan, who remained silent. A sense of gravity washed over her, especially since it had
only been a few seconds since she finished speaking and Ayan had yet to respond, making her anxious.
She asked, "What do you think? Is it a problem if Grandpa goes back to the old house for a few days? If you think it''s not
suitable, you can tell him yourself. | don''t want to refuse Grandpa."
She was mainly unsure how to broach the topic, knowing how much she would hurt Grandpa if she rejected him.
Ayan smiled, "| haven''t even started speaking yet, why are you in such a hurry?"
"Then answer quickly. Are you happy or not?" she pressed.
"Since you already agreed, | have no objections."
"Don''t say that." Camille insisted, "| want to hear your opinion. It''s mainly for Grandpa''s well-being. If it''s not suitable for him to
stay at the old house for a few days, he can just go back for two days. Otherwise, he will overthink. What do you think?"
"You''re right; you genuinely care for Grandpa. If his mood is good, his health will be better."
Ayan had no objections and didn''t want to refute Camille''s words. He also didn''t want to disappoint the old Simpson.
After speaking with Camille, he
personally called Dr. Ellis to update |
i fo) Grepdia''S Station. Dr Ellis
a Me , leaving Ayan feeling
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Camille went straight back to thepany after leaving Simpson Group.
She didn''t ask Ayan to arrange a driver, nor did she contact Sienna. Instead, she took a taxi back to thepany.
After thest incident, she made sure
to inform Yessica af jhgdicesse te
randierddr time when she
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She didn''t want to trouble anyone, but she also didn''t want to neglect her safety.
Upon her return to thepany, Yessica asked with concern, "Cami, why didn''t youe back with Sienna?"
“Hasn''t she returned yet?"
"No, not yet."
"We had a race, like the tortoise and the hare. I''m the hare, and | won," Camille joked lightly.
Yessica was puzzled, unable to decipher the meaning, thinking they must be ying a new game.
Camille entered her office, sat down
while drinking water, anckas,
sg toa rea bt he phone rang
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