Chapter 1161: Excitement

Chapter 1161: Excitement

"I really had no idea," Sienna said as she picked up the ladle and

served him a bowl of soup. "Seeing you in such a pitiful state, I thought

I'd serve you some soup. Once you've had it, you won't be so pitiful,

right?”

Rex seemed quite pleased. After all, this was soup personally served

by his wife, so naturally, he was very happy.

The atmosphere during their meal was pleasant, and the conversation

flowed easily.

Sienna and Rex were always open with each other, sometimes teasing

and joking around.

After dinner, they held hands and took a stroll, perhaps relieved that

they didn't have to face Mario tonight. Sienna'’s visible mood became

more joyful.

But how long could this happiness last?

Would Mario see through her thoughts and the collaboration with Mrs.

King?

The next day, after arriving at the company, Sienna told Camille about

the situation. Sienna said, "Your method seems to be quite effective. If

things continue like this, I'll probably be able to completely free myself

from Mario soon."

Camille, glancing at Sienna's triumphant expression, calmly said, "Don't

celebrate too early. This is just the beginning. It's still early. If Mario

realizes your intentions, he'll definitely come up with other methods. So,

don't get too happy too soon."

Camille's words made Sienna start feeling uneasy again. With a

mournful expression, Sienna said, "Can't you let me be happy for two

days? Finally, something good happened, and you directly poked at my

joy. You're really mean!"

“I'm just reminding you. I don't want you to get too arrogant. You won't

know where you'll fall when the time comes.”

"What should I do then?"

"Take it step by step. After all, I'm not as smart as Mario. But you have

to be prepared. Don't be upset only after things actually happen.”

"Okay, you're right." Sienna nodded lightly and then said to Camille,

"How about I find a place to hide?"

Camille didn't respond to her boring suggestion, as it was indeed quite

boring. Therefore, she naturally didn't make any response. She just told

her, "Mario is still clueless for now. You can be happy for a few days.

Don't stress yourself too much, okay?"

Sienna nodded lightly, understanding.

Camille and Sienna, the troublesome sisters, seemed to have a

temporary relief for Sienna. However, Camille was still bothered by her

own issues.

Ever since she found out that everything recently was related to

Preston, she had been thinking about one question: how to make

Preston stop doing such annoying things?

Thinking about these things made Camille's head ache. It was truly

annoying.

Camille sighed, and Sienna asked, "What's wrong? Is it because of

Preston again?"

"Not entirely because of him, just thinking about how to make everyone

satisfied. How to stop these boring things."

"What do you plan to do?"

“I want to meet him, but I plan to talk to Ayan first. I'll decide after

meeting him," Camille said indifferently.

Sienna nodded gently and asked, "Do you want me to accompany

you?"

"Yes, I want you to come with me, but you have to wait in the car. I'll be

on the phone with you throughout. That way, we can have a witness

because I really don't want to be alone with him."

Camille's intention was to avoid suspicion and unnecessary trouble by

minimizing contact with Preston.

After confirming the plan with Sienna, Camille immediately set things in

motion.

She took the initiative to call Preston and suggested meeting for

afternoon tea. To avoid spending too much time alone, she purposely

missed the lunch hour and scheduled the meeting for afternoon tea,

which naturally had an earlier end time.

Camille sent a message to Preston to set up the meeting, and his call

came in seconds later, almost as if he couldn't believe Camille would

initiate such a meeting, prompting him to confirm.

Once on the call, Preston whispered, "Cami, are you really inviting me

for afternoon tea?"

"Yes, is that inconvenient? If you're busy, we can plan for another time."

"Of course not. Where would you like to go? I'll choose the place."

"Sure."

About five minutes after ending the call, Camille received a message

from Preston with the details. The chosen venue was a cafe near

Camille's office, known for its good desserts, a place Camille and

Sienna had frequented.

Camille and Sienna arrived early at the cafe but chose to stay in the

car. Since Preston hadn't arrived yet, Camille wasn't in a hurry. She

didn't want to risk arriving too early and giving Preston the wrong

impression.

While sitting in the car, Sienna observed Camille's somewhat resigned

expression and couldn't help but laugh. "What's up?"

Camille just shook her head, saying, “Nothing, just feeling a bit mentally

exhausted."

Sienna chuckled and asked, "How about we leave?"

Camille didn't respond; leaving wasn't an option.

Since she was here, she had mentally prepared herself. The slight

sense of resignation she felt wasn't indicative of anything else; she just

found the situation a bit helpless.

That was all.

Sienna handed her a bottle of water and spoke in a gentle, watery tone,

"Alright, don't overthink it. Whatever happens, I'm right at the entrance.

If anything comes up, it's just a word away, okay?"

“I know." Camille nodded lightly, checked the time, and noted that there

were still ten minutes before her scheduled meeting with Preston. She

planned to wait one more minute before entering.

She had parked the car in a slightly secluded area to avoid catching

Preston's attention.

After a few minutes, Camille opened the car door and went in. Before

entering the cafe, she called Sienna, and they maintained the call as a

way to have a witness. It felt somewhat thrilling to Sienna, like

eavesdropping with permission. The difference was that she could

openly listen to their conversation.

Considering the potential embarrassment if she heard something too

private, Sienna felt a bit embarrassed herself. Would Camille be upset

if she overheard some incredible secret?

Thinking about this, Sienna suddenly became full of energy and

determination.

Inside the cafe, Preston was already there when Camille entered.

Their arrivals were separated by less than five minutes.

Preston chose a quiet seat near the entrance so he could easily spot

Camille. When he saw her, he instinctively waved and greeted, "Cami."

The cafe wasn't crowded at this time, around 3 PM on a weekday. Most

people who came during this time were relatively leisurely. Those

needing to discuss work matters usually opted for quieter private

rooms.

Camille heard his voice, looked over, locked eyes with Preston, and

then walked towards him.

Camille took a seat across from Preston, and their eyes met. He smiled

gently, looking at Camille, and said, "Cami, I didn't expect you'd willingly

invite me for afternoon tea. I'm really glad.”