Chapter 1084: Stirring Trouble
With those words, Kian took advantage of Miss Lindsey's dazed state
to close the car door and quickly got into the passenger seat. They left
without giving Miss Lindsey a chance to react.
Miss Lindsey stood there, her face wearing an unpleasant expression,
gazing at the departing car. She couldn't help but grab her phone and
call a friend, asking, "Ayan didn't take the bait at all. I made my
intentions quite clear, and he didn't react at all. Could it be that I wasn't
clear enough?"
Her friend responded, "You should have met him alone. Men of his
status always want to maintain a clean image around others. So you
should have approached him privately. These things require the right
time, place, and people. If you do manage to win him over, you'll be
living the high life forever. Why bother working hard and pleasing your
current old man?"
Her friend's words reignited Miss Lindsey's confidence.
She watched the direction in which Ayan had driven off and silently told
herself, âI will definitely win this man over!"
On the way to the airport, Ayan sat in the back seat, his expression cold
and stern. There was a clear sense of displeasure in his eyes. He took
a deep breath, and the pungent scent of the perfume that the woman
had left lingered around him, making him feel quite uncomfortable.
He immediately removed his suit jacket and tossed it to Kian in the
passenger seat, saying, "This jacket reeks. Get rid of it."
Kian quickly understood, nodded, and said, "Certainly."
Ayan then asked, "What company is that woman from? Contact her
company and ensure such a person never appears in my presence
again."
She had the audacity to make a move on him. It was utterly
preposterous.
Kian promptly shared the woman's company information with Ayan and
also contacted the company's owner, despite the early hour.
This company's owner had cooperated with Sophia, which was why
they had dinner together last night. Naturally, they also wanted a share
of the project that Sophia was working on. Even a small portion of the
pie would be beneficial for their small company.
Kian explained the incident to the owner and expressed his belief that
someone like this woman should not be allowed to continue working for
the company. He sternly advised against such behavior, explaining that
it was unacceptable. The owner immediately distanced the company
from the woman's actions, stating that it had nothing to do with the
company and was solely her personal behavior. The company had
never sanctioned such actions.
Kian glanced at Ayan, but Ayan didn't respond in any way. It was clear
that Ayan wasn't concerned about whether the company was involved
or not. He only cared about ensuring that the woman wouldn't
reappear.
After resolving this matter, Kian ended the call. He looked at Ayan and
said, "Mr. Simpson, today's incident should have been an accident. The
company was interested in working with you, so they wouldn't
recklessly make a move on you. If things work out, it's beneficial for
them. If not, they will continue as they are. Any negative publicity
wouldn't be good for them, given their small size."
Ayan's gaze remained fixed on the window, and his face was
expressionless. It was impossible to discern his thoughts.
Kian's words hung in the air for a while before Ayan finally spoke in a
deliberate manner, "If they didn't do it on purpose, it's for the best. But if
they had intentions of scheming against me, they truly miscalculated.â
Kian nodded in agreement with Ayan.
The next moment, Ayan spoke again, saying, "After returning to Hance
City, take me straight to Franklin Bay."
"Of course, Mr. Simpson,â Kian agreed with a nod.
In no time, they arrived at the airport.
Ayan's flight was scheduled to depart in forty minutes, and the trip back
to Hance City would only take about two hours. So he estimated that by
the time he returned to Franklin Bay, Camille would likely still be
sleeping or at home if she was awake.
Ayan hadn't seen Camille in two days, and to be honest, he missed her
quite a bit.
Therefore, his first thought upon returning to Hance City was to see her.
Of course, Camille was unaware of Ayan's plans. She had stayed up
late into the morning and decided to rest until later in the day. When
she messaged Sienna before going to sleep, Sienna was surprised to
see the message's timestamp. She mumbled to herself, "Is she staying
up all night because Ayan isn't home?"
"Did you stay up all night?" Rex, who had just emerged from the
bathroom, took the message and asked while looking at Sienna.
Sienna didn't respond, just looked at Rex with a faint expression, rolling
her eyes without answering.
Rex smiled and, approaching her, asked, "What were you muttering to
yourself?"
âI won't tell you. Can't people have some personal space for
themselves?" Sienna replied, her tone casual.
Rex tilted her chin up gently, gave her lips a soft kiss, and said in a low,
husky voice, "You belong to me. Do you really need personal space?"
"I belong to you, but I'm not sold to you, am I? Can't I have a little
personal space?"
"No."
"What about you? Is there nothing you keep from me? Have you been
completely open with me?" Sienna gazed into his eyes, her gaze
probing, as she knew that Rex had something on his mind that he
hadn't shared with her. Her focused look didn't give Rex any chance to
evade.
They locked eyes for quite some time, and though Sienna continued to
gaze at Rex, he remained silent throughout.
Sienna asked, "Why aren't you answering? Is it something you can't
talk about?"
Rex ruffled her hair gently and said, "What do you mean by something I
can't answer?"
"So you've got many things you're keeping from me?"
Sienna raised an eyebrow, her eyes containing a mischievous glint.
She blinked and looked at Rex, who seemed hesitant to respond. In the
end, Rex didn't answer. He didn't want to lie to Sienna, but he also
didn't intend to confess. His silence, to some extent, acknowledged it.
During their standoff, Rex's phone rang.
It was his secretary calling.
Rex released Sienna and took the call, stepping aside and answering it.
Sienna observed him intently. After the call, she noticed that his
expression had grown more serious. He said, "You handle it, and I'll be
at the office later."
Ending the call, he lowered his hand with the phone and kept his gaze
on Sienna. In a gentle tone, he asked, "Did you meet the troublemakers
with Camille yesterday afternoon?"
Sienna hadn't told Rex about the incident to spare him unnecessary
worry. She decided to keep silent on the matter. However, when Rex
questioned her like this, she couldn't help but think, "Uh-oh."
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