Chapter 183 Any interest?

Camille opened her mouth to explain, but changed her mind about what

she was going to say.

She said in a low voice, "I don't mean anything else, I just think that

your sudden change makes me uncomfortable, in fact, we don't have to

become unlike ourselves because of the child.”

Because of his goodness, she would misunderstand if he was in love

with her?

But at the same time she knows very well that it won't happen, so for

her, such a thought is very pathetic.

Camille pursed her lips and met his deep eyes, and the two of them

looked at each other in such a light way, and finally no one said

anything.

When she got back to the apartment, Camille went to take a shower,

spreading her hair to cover her cheeks, before going to see her

grandmother.

Grandma also looked a bit "disgusted" when she saw her: "Why are

you always bothering me, an old woman? Can't you give me a little

privacy?"

Camille froze.

She pouted, "Grandma, do you still need privacy? That's not what you

used to say, don't you remember you said I was all you had? How

come you've changed now?"

"People can become.”

"But you have become too ruthless, haven't you?"

"Come on, I'm going to read, you be quiet and don't disturb me."

Grandma really ignored her and hung her head to read her book.

Camille was helpless, but of course she didn't really believe what

Grandma was saying, she was just teasing her.

Camille stayed for a while and then left. The babysitter, a middle-aged

woman from Flento City who Camille had found specifically for her, had

something familiar to talk about with her, and she watched Camille

close the door before she whispered to her, "Are you sure you don't

want Cami?"

"What does it matter if you want to or not? It's not me who can be with

her until the end, she has to learn to find a partner who can be with her

until the end of her life is the right thing to do."

Grandmother put down the book also did not continue to look down the

meaning, but the hazel eyes flooded with shallow faint worry.

She sighed wordlessly, then said, "Bring me the medicine.”

"Did you increase the dose? Didn't you take three pills at the

beginning? Why are you taking five now?"

"I want to get better soon, Cami is going to have a baby in a few

months and I need to get better to take care of it for her, so if she asks

you about my medication, just say everything is fine, okay?"

Grandmother carefully instructed the nanny, the nanny also did not

think much about this, after all, although grandmother's age, but clear-

headed and educated.

The next day, Ayan drove Camille to the office.

When he was about to arrive at the office, he said to Camille, "Want to

join us for lunch?"

"With whom?"

"Me."

“Is it just the two of us?"

"If you don't think the two of us are enough, then add the baby in your

belly, huh?"

Ayan responded indifferently, staring at Camille with some unspoken

emotion on his face.

Camille just pursed her lips slightly, "Hmm."

Ayan said he would come back to pick her up at noon, so he told her

not to run around and to wait at the office.

Camille nodded her head in agreement before pushing open the car

door and getting down.

When she arrived at the office, she first handed over the latest work to

Preston, whose cell phone kept ringing, but he didn't answer it and cut

it off.

Camille asks, "Why don't you answer? Do you need me to excuse

myself?"

“No, it's Molly ."

"Pick it up, she might be up to something?"

Molly's voice was so excited that even Camille heard her: "Brother, why

aren't you answering my calls? Are you with Camille again? Why do

you always have to be with her? Isn't she married? Is she still pestering

you?"

Preston subconsciously looked at Camille, the displeasure between his

eyebrows was heavy, and his voice was tinged with indifference: "Molly

, can you stop imagining things? I'm working, and I've made myself

clear, so just calm down, okay?"

Molly started crying again and was in a very bad mood.

Camille also felt it was inappropriate to stay any longer, so she got up

and pointed to the door, and Preston nodded gently before seeing

Camille off and closing the door for him as well.

Preston remained silent the entire time and listened to Molly's

nonsense.

Only when Molly had said enough did he ask lightly, "Molly, what did

you promise me before you came to Hance City? If you continue like

this then I'm going to send you back.”

Molly hurriedly said, “Brother, I know it's wrong, but I did it all for you, I

"Okay, I'm going to work."

Preston hung up the phone directly, he threw the phone on the desk, a

face gloomy and cold, very annoyed mood.

After Preston had adjusted his mood, he went to Camille's office with

the project he was going to mention to Camille.

Preston's project is an architect-designer competition organized by

Simpson Group, which was officially announced six months ago.

Preston had already mentioned to Camille that the first and second

runners-up would be admitted to the No. 1 architectural design institute

in China, and that the winner would be recommended by the institute to

be the lead architect for the city's iconic building design.

This is certainly a pie in the sky.

For architects, this is not only an opportunity, but also a dream.

If entering a design institute is the pinnacle, then becoming the lead

architect of an iconic city building design is the top of the pinnacle.

Preston went over the rules so Camille would understand the game

before asking, "Cami, how are you feeling? Are you interested?"

Camille didn't have an immediate answer.

This contest is for three months, and if it was simply for pregnancy

reasons, she could have agreed to it.

Only, she was a little hesitant.

She said, "I have to think about it."

"Do you have any concerns?"

“It's not a concern, it's just a fear of not doing it right.”

"How come? I know your ability best, so if you want to, you can

definitely take the title."

Camille just smiled lightly and didn't say anything.

She thinks that if she participates in the competition and wins the

championship or enters the top three, her baby will be born by then and

she doesn't know how she will be with Ayan by then, so she doesn't

know if she wants to participate yet.

If she doesn't make it to the top three, then there's even less need for

her to participate.

Preston didn't push her, just told her to think about it and give him an

answer after she thought it through.

At 12:00 noon, Camille received a call from Ayan, who said he would

be there in ten minutes and told her to get ready to go downstairs.

Camille was ready early and then went down early.

It was a cloudy day and the breeze was pleasant. Camille was standing

by the side of the road waiting for Ayan to arrive.

But she had been standing on the curb for about two or three minutes

when a white car pulled up in front of her, and she subconsciously

looked up, thinking it was Ayan, but instead she saw Molly.

She closed the door heavily and walked up to Camille with a stern

voice: "Camille, do you want to be ashamed? Why are you always

pestering my brother? Can I ask you to leave him alone?"

Camille frowned slightly and said indifferently, "Molly , I'm just friends

with him and I'm married, so you can rest assured that I won't pester

your brother."

“You're married and you're still so shameless, Camille, you're a bitch!

You're doing it on purpose, can't you just cut off contact with him?"

Molly's voice is not too loud, and it's after work hours, so it naturally

attracts many people's attention.

Feeling helpless, Camille didn't want to continue arguing with Molly, so

she lifted her feet and prepared to walk a little further away.

But who knew that Molly was as crazy as she was, she just turned

around and stepped on the gas and rushed towards Camille when she

was unprepared.