Chapter 160 No Bottom Line

Kian glanced at the time on his watch before saying faintly, “I'm afraid I

can't right now, Mr. Simpson has an important client.”

“It's okay, I can wait."

"Good."

Camille followed Kian out of the conference room, she offered to wait in

the break area of the secretary's office, the two walked towards the

secretary's office, the door of the president's office was also opened at

that time, a tall, sexy and hot woman came out from inside, followed by

Ayan, both of their faces with smiles, seemed to have a good chat.

The woman looked at Ayan with adoring eyes and asked, "Then it's a

deal, have a drink with me tonight, just the two of us, huh?"

The woman said the words, and her hand also subconsciously raised to

climb on his arm and gently hitch.

Ayan did not avoid it, but just slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at

her with a light smile: “I'll let someone arrange to send you back to the

hotel, as for drinking anytime, eh?"

The woman grunted lightly and didn't say anything, then Ayan said, "I'll

give you a ride to the elevator.”

"Well, after all, it's a great honor for Mr. Simpson to give me a ride

personally.”

The woman and the man looked at each other and smiled, then headed

for the elevator.

As she passed by Camille, the woman gave a faint smile of profound

meaning.

As for Ayan, he naturally didn't even give Camille a straight look.

Until the two disappeared from sight, Camille followed Kian to the

lounge area and sat down, but her expression was somewhat visible,

her brow was furrowed, an indescribable and very inexplicable

displeasure spilled out from the bottom of her heart.

A silent question spreaded in the mind.

Who was that woman?

They looked familiar, have they known each other for a long time?

Camille pursed her lips tightly, and the thick gaze under her eyes grew

deeper.

At the elevator, Ayan was waiting for the elevator with a woman who

looked at him and said with a light smile, “That's your wife just now,

isn't it?"

Ayan didn't deny it, just looked at her, "What are you trying to say?"

"Quite pretty.” The woman raised an eyebrow and said lightly, "Are you

having a fight now?"

Ayan narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything.

The woman added, "I guess it must be you who is unilaterally angry,

right?"

"Looks like you don't need a ride from me."

"See, I was right, I must have been, you're all irritated now.”

“Leila!” Ayan called out her name in a warm, light voice.

Leila Baker smiled lightly: "Don't be so aggressive, but women know

women best, your wife is not a very easy to coax type, she is very

smart and sensible, ordinary tactics can not get her to give in, do you

want me to help you?"

“You think you'll be that kind?" Ayan said nonchalantly, “If you don't

want to cooperate you can just say so, and if you dare to give me

trouble, Leila, even if we grew up together, I won't be polite.”

"Ayan, really auntie was right, you are really unrecognizable now."

"Are you done? You can leave when you're done." Ayan eyes are cold,

a face is also expressionless, but his impatience has been clearly

heard between the words.

Leila just laughed and then said lightly, "Ayan , if you take this attitude

towards me to your wife, I reckon you'll be single soon.”

Leila's words fell, the elevator door also opened at this time, she

hooked her lips to look at Ayan and then directly into the elevator, in the

elevator door closed a second before, she did not forget to raise her

hand and wave.

Ayan slightly narrowed his eyes, deep dark pupils shrunk, and then

only then turned around and walked back.

He saw Camille sitting on the sofa in the lounge area, probably sensing

his figure and looking up at him, and looked at each other.

But soon she got up and came towards him and she said, "Ayan , I

want to ask a question related to the project, is it convenient for you

now?"

Ayan did not answer immediately, but just stared at her in silence, but

he looked for a long time did not see any difference from her face and

eyes.

He hummed lightly, his narrow eyes were dark and cold, and his voice

was as light as water: "You won't talk when I say it's inconvenient?"

Camille wonders why he's looking angry again?

This was the first word between them since she arrived, so did he not

want to hear her speak?

Camille was briefly silent, then Ayan gave her an indifferent glance

before raising his feet and heading straight for the office, and Camille

hurriedly followed.

The two returned to the office and Camille whispered, "Have you really

decided to kick Fumiko Estate out of this project?”

"The project so far Fumiko Estate has not played any role and they just

want a piece of the pie, but now that they have gotten what they

deserve, it is normal rule that the subsequent ones have nothing to do

with them."

He went to his desk and sat down, then casually lit a cigarette and took

a drag, because he was smoking, Camille just stood a few steps away

from the desk and did not approach.

But her actions fell into Ayan's eyes as a deliberate attempt to keep her

distance.

His eyes were fleshly and cold, and his handsome profile became more

and more taut and cold.

Through the curl of white smoke, Camille looked at him and said, "Will

the Simpson Group be notified by the Fumiko Estate or should 1?"

"Kian will contact them, you just need to do your thing, you are now

working directly with Simpson Group, then you need to follow the rules

of Simpson Group, the progress of the project needs to be reported

every day, I need to see visible results, understand?"

Camille wrinkled her brow lightly, she felt a little surprised that the

project had already passed the most important start-up phase, how

come she still needed to see the progress and report every day now

that everything was stable?

And he is not in charge of the project, so why do we need to report to

him?

Camille was just a little surprised, but didn't think much of it.

Because Ayan seemed to read her mind and told her lightly, “This

project is a project that Simpson Group is looking at this quarter, I don't

care how it was before, but now that it's restarted, there can't be any

slackness."

"Okay, I get it."

Camille nodded and didn't say anything further. As for the Fumiko

Estate, since Kian would inform her, it would save her the trouble.

The atmosphere quieted down with it.

A cigarette was also smoked out by him and thrown into the ashtray, he

lifted his eyelids and glanced at her without warmth, his voice was not

warm and asked, “There is still something?"

Camille looked over her shoulder for a moment and shook her head,

“It's okay, then I'll go first."

After saying that, she lightly pursed her lips and turned around with the

intention of leaving.

As for the matter of Sienna, she will not mention it to Ayan, because

Sienna is not his friend, he has no obligation to help her, so she does

not want to impose on others, nor does she want to force again and

again.

Her nature is always the same, some things to ask for but not want to

ask again, even if the process is very difficult, but she is not willing to

repeat the mention once, because her stubbornness and self-respect

does not allow her to do no bottom line.

But Camille had just turned around and hadn't even taken a step when

Ayan's phone rang.

He picked up, "Did Grandpa get over it?"

It's Talia calling.

Talia said, "Why don't you come over here and see if he got over it or

not?"

"Okay, I know, she happens to be with me, I will take her with me."

Ayan said without changing his face.

Talia, somewhat puzzled, asked, "What are you talking about? I just

asked you to come by yourself, I didn't say Cami."

"Well, yes, Camille will come with me." After that, without waiting for

Talia's response, he already cut off the call and looked at Camille:

"Grandpa misses you and wants you to go to the hospital to talk with

him."

Camille didn't question this, but simply whispered, "Now?"