Chapter 1095: Sad

Chapter 1095: Sad

Camille said, "No, there's no need to be so nervous and sensitive. I

haven't said anything, and I haven't thought about anything. If my

words made you uncomfortable, I apologize. However, I need to say

what needs to be said because I don't want to be used as a pawn, and

I won't take the blame for anyone.”

She glanced at Preston and then at Brody. "Since everyone is here, I'll

say it again. Your cooperation has nothing to do with me. Whatever you

do between yourselves has no relation to me. I don't care about your

cooperation, and if any unforeseen events occur in the future, it has

nothing to do with me."

After Camille spoke, both Preston and Brody remained silent.

Brody completely ignored Camille. As for Preston, he stared at Camille

without saying a word for quite some time before saying, "Cami, what

do you think I would do to the Armstrong family? Everything I do is for

your benefit. I won't do anything you don't like. So, what are you

worried about?"

Camille squinted at Preston, seeing that he refused to give a direct

answer. Her mind started forming various speculations and

precautions.

Having been exposed to Ayan's world for a long time, she had gained

clear insights into many things. She was confident in her ability to

understand people. Camille was convinced that there might be issues

in the cooperation between Preston and Brody.

However, she couldn't pinpoint the root cause because Brody wouldn't

say, and Preston certainly wouldn't either. Especially after Preston's

recent remarks, Camille felt uncomfortable and had a suspicion. Was

Preston deliberately cooperating with the Armstrong family because of

her?

When they were close friends, Preston had a clear understanding of

how the Armstrong family treated Camille. He had even expressed his

desire to confront them for Camille's sake. Still, Camille refused every

time, not wanting to cause unnecessary trouble. However, Preston's

recent words fueled Camille's suspicion. If her guess was correct, she

would feel that Preston had no good intentions. Even if it was for her,

she believed Preston's actions would make the Armstrong family regret

their decision.

Camille pursed her lips, her expression stiffening. She squinted at

Preston, her tone cool and detached. "We're only friends, so I don't

need you to do anything for me. If you're cooperating with the

Armstrong family because you think they've treated me poorly and you

want to teach them a lesson, I think it's unnecessary. I don't care about

those who treat me poorly. Ignoring them is the best approach.”

Preston let out a bitter laugh. He asked, "So, I'm just a friend who

doesn't matter to you, right? After all, you said I'm just an ordinary

friend. Cami, why treat me with such excess and indifference? If I really

wanted to hurt you, shouldn't I have done it a long time ago? But I

haven't because I consider you my best friend. Can't we have a bit of

trust between us, even if it's just a little?"

Preston stared at Camille, his eyes holding a questioning look.

Unusually, Camille thought she detected a hint of hurt in his gaze,

something she had never seen before, especially considering she had

expressed similar sentiments many times before.

Camille's heart skipped a beat, and her speculative thoughts grew. Her

emotions, however, were calmer than before. She looked at Preston

with a calm gaze, a small voice in her mind reminding her, "Some

things shouldn't be said too harshly, leaving basic dignity and respect

for both retaliation and oneself."

With this thought, her tone softened compared to before as she spoke

again. "Preston, I didn't mean that. I just think we all need to live for

ourselves, not do things we don't want to do for anyone.”

"How do you know it's something you don't want to do? Isn't there such

a thing as volunteering?"

“I didn't think of it that way. I just believe that, regardless of whether it's

voluntary or forced, we should think twice before acting. If my words

earlier made you uncomfortable, I apologize. I was too excited. Sorry,

Preston!"

Camille apologized sincerely, maintaining eye contact with Preston,

showing no hint of evasion. Her genuine honesty left Preston

momentarily at a loss for words.

His expression became somewhat rigid, and his eyes held a certain

seriousness. He said, "Cami, I didn't want you to apologize. I just hope

you can genuinely understand and support me."

“I know you didn't want me to apologize. I apologized voluntarily

because, upon reflection, I realized some of my words were indeed

problematic. I'm sorry if they made you uncomfortable.” Camille didn't

want to continue this topic. Facing Preston, she felt mentally drained.

She pursed her lips and, before Preston could respond, spoke again.

“I've said what I needed to say. You came here for something, right? I

won't disturb you any longer. We'll take our leave.”

With that, Camille reached for Sienna and headed for the exit. Preston

tried to stop her, extending his hand, but Camille took a step back,

creating distance. She said, “Is there anything else?"

"Are you upset?" Preston asked.

Camille flashed a faint smile and replied, "Why would I be? I'm not

angry at all. Don't overthink it. I have no anger because I spoke my

mind. If I don't want to say something, even if someone forces me, I

won't speak. After all these years of knowing each other, you should

understand that!"

After finishing her words, a smile lingered on Camille's lips. Now, it was

Preston who was left speechless.

Seeing Preston's reaction, Camille bid farewell once again. Then, with

Sienna, she left the living room and headed outside.

Camille and Sienna quickly exited the villa. The driver was waiting by

the car, and as soon as they emerged, he approached to open the car

doors for them.

After everyone got into the car, the driver spoke, "Mrs. Simpson, I saw

Preston go in, so I planned to follow in a few minutes. However, the

servants at the entrance refused to open the door. I contacted the

bodyguards who are here to protect you, and they are nearby, ready to

go in at any time."

"No need. There's nothing to worry about. Just take us back to the

company!" Camille said calmly.

The car started moving. Camille took a silent deep breath, leaning her

head gently against Sienna's shoulder. She whispered, "I just did that to

avoid making things too tense with Preston. He can be quite impulsive,

and I was worried he might do something extreme."

“I understand. I figured that out when you changed your tone. He's a bit

cunning. Even though he's nice to you, I still can't bring myself to like

him. I feel like there's too much depth and calculation in his heart,

making it impossible to control him or understand him."

"Yeah, even after all these years, I still don't really know him."

Camille forced a bitter smile, but she was used to it by now. So,

Preston's actions didn't affect her emotionally.

After Camille and Sienna left the Armstrong's villa, Preston's face

revealed an unusually cold expression. He walked toward Brody and

took a seat on the single sofa across from him. This move made Brody

furrow his brow slightly because Preston did it without Brody initiating

the conversation.

This made Brody feel like he wasn't being taken seriously. However,

Preston didn't show any concern. He just squinted at Brody and said,

"Cami doesn't want us to cooperate, right?"