Chapter 1221: Caution

Chapter 1221: Caution

Ayan didn't speak immediately on the other end, which was a way of

telling Camille that he felt wronged and sad, and he needed Camille to

comfort him.

Camille also felt a bit caught off guard, but Sienna, who was nearby,

had already stopped working and gave her a look, urging her to comfort

Ayan quickly.

Camille took a deep breath and her voice became slightly hoarse. She

said, "I'm really busy, you know. If you don't believe me, should we

video chat? There are quite a few people in the office right now!"

"How about I treat you to dinner tonight? Please say yes quickly. If I

finish my work and then bother you, you'll experience how it feels.

You're not really comforting me. You don't want to comfort me, do you?

Right now, you just want to end the call quickly and get back to your

work. In the end, compared to me, work is more important to you, isn't

leg

Camille furrowed her brows slightly. Where did Ayan learn these

melodramatic lines? She raised her hand and gently rubbed her

forehead. She whispered, "I really don't think that way. Of course,

you're more important. Honestly, even Timmy isn't as important to me.

No one can compare to you in my heart."

Camille saw Sienna making a disgusted face, and it seemed that her

words had been quite nauseating. But Ayan liked hearing them, and

couldn't help but feel happy after listening.

Ayan asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course, everything I said is true!"

“Then I believe you."

"Okay, thank you for believing me. Can I get back to work now?"

Camille asked softly.

Ayan responded, "Are you just trying to finish with me quickly so you

can work?"

Camille finally realized that Ayan seemed a bit clingy today. She no

longer felt helpless, but rather found it a bit amusing. She walked over

to the floor-to-ceiling window, stood with her hands on her hips, and

asked in a low voice, "Come on, tell me, what's going on with you?

You're not usually like this. This unusual behavior of yours is a bit hard

for me to grasp.”

Normally, he wouldn't act like this, and Camille couldn't quite

understand this unusual side of Ayan. After all, clingy Mr. Simpson was

quite different from his usual self.

Ayan calmly said, "Ah, now you realize that you should care about me?

For so long, you didn't notice at all!"

"Well, I've been busy, you know? I've been busy making money to

support you."

"Support me?"

"Of course, don't you want to rely on me? I'm working very hard and

seriously now. I'm doing everything to ensure that you have someone

to rely on in the future." Camille found her own words a bit amusing

because they sounded so real.

Compared to Simpson Group, her small company was like a small fish

encountering a big shark.

Just one project from Simpson Group would be enough to sustain her

entire company for a lifetime.

However, Ayan enjoyed hearing Camille say such things. He replied,

"Once agreed, no backing out. Since you want to support me, let me be

straightforward too. I'm easy to take care of, not picky with food, and I

eat well. So, you don't need to exhaust yourself. Spare some free time

to accompany me, okay?"

"Alright, how do you want me to accompany you?" she asked softly.

Ayan said, "Take a day off and spend it with me to relax.”

"Okay, you decide the time!"

"Tomorrow!"

"Sure, tomorrow it is.”

Ayan asked somewhat surprised, "You agreed so readily?"

"Of course, I told you, you're the most important.”

"Really? You're not just trying to appease me?"

"Of course it's true. Don't you trust me?"

Ayan immediately denied, "Of course, I trust you."

But he had to admit that Camille now seemed too much like him. Every

word she said left no room for doubt. If Camille truly wanted to scheme

against him, he probably wouldn't be a match for her.

The two conversed with each other as if testing each other, chatting for

quite a while until Sienna grew a bit tired of waiting and couldn't help

but interject, "Mr. Armstrong, Mr. Simpson, are you done talking? You're

a married couple, and you go home together every night. It hasn't even

been twelve hours since you last saw each other. Do you really need to

be so reluctant to part?"

Ayan clearly heard Sienna's teasing remark, so he instinctively asked,

"Is Sienna there too?"

"Yes, she is. Didn't I tell you? We're working!" Camille knew she was

feeling a bit embarrassed now. After all, she didn't want anyone else to

know about this clingy and playful side of Ayan.

But now Sienna was here, so maybe those words from earlier...

Ayan immediately asked, "Did she hear what I just said?"

“I don't know, I'll ask her later.” Camille glanced at Sienna, who was

sitting at her desk, while she herself stood by the floor-to-ceiling

window in the rest area. They were several meters apart, so there was

no way Sienna could have heard anything!

But Camille didn't want to tell Ayan that. She wanted to see how funny

it would be to see him embarrassed.

Of course, Ayan refused Camille's suggestion immediately. He firmly

stated, "Alright, you focus on working hard and making money to

support me. I also need to get back to work."

“No more chatting?" Camille deliberately asked.

Ayan naturally understood the underlying meaning in her words and

replied calmly, “No, I'll finish my work first. We can talk later when I get

home."

Camille expressed a bit of disappointment, "Oh, alright then!"

After Camille finished speaking, the call finally ended.

Camille put her phone away, and Sienna tilted her head while staring at

her. She shook her head and couldn't help but say, "Why is Ayan so

clingy?"

"I wonder too. What's the reason behind it?"

“You two are really torturing us with your lovey-dovey acts.”

"Well, we're just torturing you, my little dog.”

Camille walked over and casually placed her phone on the desk, then

reached out and gently pinched Sienna's cheeks, smiling. Sienna let

out a soft hum and handed her the freshly organized sketches. "Take a

look," she said.

Camille reached out and took the sketches, carefully examining them

before saying, "Not bad, but I think you can do even better."

“You're like a devil, offering me a sweet date and then slapping me,

huh?" Sienna knew that Camille had high expectations, but she couldn't

refuse her in any way. Although she said it like that, she knew that

Camille was doing it for her own good.

With Camille's company, Sienna worked busily for the rest of the

afternoon and finally finalized the design. Although there was still some

time before the second round of the design competition, Sienna was

worried about possible unforeseen circumstances and wanted to

prepare everything in advance to avoid any rush.

Only Camille and Sienna knew the final version of the work for the

second round. Camille suggested, "Keep the artwork with you, and take

the computer home. It's not very secure here at the office. The

competition is quite fierce this time, so it's better to be cautious."

After Camille finished speaking, Sienna’s expression became serious.

However, a hint of curiosity appeared in her eyes. After all, they were a

couple and shared everything. They both loved gossip.

She immediately widened her eyes and looked at Camille with curiosity,

asking, "Tell me, do you know any insider information?"

Camille was taken aback, looking at Sienna's curious expression, she

felt like laughing. "Why are you like this?"

"Didn't your words just imply something? Is there a mole in our

company? Whose person is it? How dare they betray us like this?"

“You should watch less TV. I was just giving you a reminder. You're

overthinking it. People in our company are all decent individuals; they

wouldn't stoop so low. But just to be safe, let's keep this matter

between us for now, alright?"

After explaining in detail, Sienna finally understood. There really wasn't

any insider information, but she took Camille's advice seriously and

nodded, saying, "Okay, I understand.”

"When the final comes, I'll be even more careful. It would be best if I

can work on all the design drafts at home."

"Are you being too cautious?"

"Of course.”

Sienna expressed her understanding. Suddenly, she seemed to

remember something and asked, "By the way, I want to ask, have you

had any contact with Crystal recently?"

Camille shook her head and replied, “No, why would she contact me?"