Chapter 226: Bring them Together

Camille wasn't so curious. After all, Preston was already an adult.

Especially from her point of view, she sincerely hoped that he could

encounter a girl who was right for him and who he loved.

It's just Jessika’s gossipy and cautious look as if she found something

strange that made her a bit curious.

She stared at Jessica and asked sightly, “Just tell me, who is it? Who

makes you so gossipy?”

Jessika stuck out her tongue, looking a little awkward and whispered

back, “The girl that Mr. Walker is dating with is the collaborator I met

last time in the coffee shop.”

“Have you met her?”

“Yeah, but I didn’t see her face clearly. She looked beautiful. She was

well groomed and in good shape. Well, Mr. Walker is handsome. The

girl who is able to date him must be pretty.”

Camille wasn't too keen on that. She didn’t know who it was, so there

was no point in saying more.

However, she added, “How can you be sure that the girl on Molly's

phone is the one you have seen?”

“Molly only took a picture of her back.”

Camille frowned sightly and didn’t ask more.

But if Molly had only taken a photo of her back, Preston wouldn't have

been so excited, right?

His reaction and behavior indicated clearly that he didn’t want the

people in company to see the photo. Maybe he wanted to protect the

girl he dated.

Camille thought about that, with an inexplicable sense of relief

occurring at the bottom of her heart.

Because Preston found the girl he wanted to protect, which meant that

they were just friends.

And she won't be misunderstood by Ayan anymore.

On thinking of Ayan, her face turned cold unconsciously.

Ayan and Sophia didn't stay too long and returned to the company after

Camille and Talia left.

Sophia wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought, but

finally she couldn't resist asking, “Ayan, didn’t you and Camille get

married because grandpa bring you together?”

He glanced at Sophia and whispered, “Yeah.”

“Don’t you have nothing to talk about together?”

"Just so-so.”

His response was always tepid without any more emotions.

Sophia narrowed her eyes and continued, “I never thought that you

would marry the girl for the family arrangement and even have a baby.”

“Camille is nice, so nothing weird.”

He married Camille for a year. She has always been gentle and

sensible. There was no need for him to worry about the things in the

family. In addition, she knew his habits very well. As time goes, he has

got used to such life. However, she seemed to reveal her true nature

completely since she moved out.

It made her whole person more alive and dynamic.

Such a woman fascinated him instinctively. When he clearly realized

that he was attracted by her thoroughly, he actually thought that it was

inevitable.

After all, she was excellent.

Only her charming face alone was enough to make men fascinated for

her.

Therefore, when he responded to Sophia, a clear trace of smile

crushed on his face. The curve in the corner of his lips was distinct

especially.

Sophia was startled sightly and looked at him in disbelief.

After a few seconds, Sophia asked, “Ayan, are you completely out of

love with Eileen? I remembered you loved her very much in the past.

Though we were different classes, you never let her feel wronged. A

year ago, the fact that she was injured for you and became a vegetative

person caused a sensation in Hance City. Can you empty her from your

heart completely?”

Ayan'’s was visibly unhappy due to her words or maybe the name

“Eileen”.

There was a faint solemnity on his handsome face and a dark

heaviness in his deep eyes.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a soft voice, “Sophia, do you all think

I love Eileen?”

Probably only Ayan knew best whom he mentioned besides Sophia.

Sophia stunned for a second and replied, “Isn't that so?"

Ayan frowned, with his deep eyes turning cold. He said lukewarmly, “It

seems that a misunderstanding can also go deep into people's hearts.”

“Ayan, I don't know what you mean. Don't you...?"

“Sometimes, what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily true.”

Sophia was silent.

Didn't he love Eileen?

Sophia has always been clever, but now she’s a little sluggish.

Because she couldn't believe it.

If not, then for what?

As far as she knew, Eileen was working for Simpson Group's

entertainment company currently. Wasn't that why Ayan wanted to

protect her.

However, it seemed that she was wrong judging from his indifferent

face and the dull look in his eyes.

Sophia pressed her lips and became silent.

Back at Simpson Group, Ayan asked Kian to accompany Sophia to the

venue of the architecture competition to see the set-up. Then he picked

up his phone and called Camille.

After getting through, he said in a low voice, “What are you doing?”

“I'm working.”

A concise answer, without a single extra word.

Ayan frowned slightly, which set off his finely carved features. His eyes

were narrowed, asking in a low voice, “Are you mad at me?”

“Why?”

"Because I didn't tell you the truth?”

“You're reading into it.”

Camille wouldn't tell him the truth certainly, but her response was so

indifferent, with hardly any emotions.

After a long time, Ayan whispered, “I didn’t want to conceal the truth for

you. Sophia came to Hance City only for our cooperation, that's why I

responded you like that.”

“Well, I see. What else? If not, I have to get on with my work. The game

is only a few days away, so I'm a little busy.”

“Camille, do you really want to work on your design or don’t you want to

talk with me?”

Ayan asked softly.

Camille replied, “Nope.”

“No?”

“Ayan, you're annoying.”

Camille was a bit upset.

She was annoyed at his constant question.

As for this matter, was Ayan wrong? Not really. At least, no to that

extent. She just felt a little uncomfortable about his dishonesty.

Camille cut off the call and got to her work.

She spent the afternoon working on the drawing with Yessica and some

else in the office until after work.

The competition would start officially in two days.

It has been a long time since she competed in such a big competition,

so she still felt a little anxious.

After sorting out the computer and artworks, she picked up her bag and

left the office.

She took the elevator downstairs and had just left the building to walk

across the parking lot when she saw the black Mercedes parking on the

side of the road.

She paused and hesitated for two seconds, then walked over.

When she reached the car, Ayan opened the door of the co-pilot to let

her in. Camille didn’t get on, but asked, “Why are you here?"

“To pick you up from work.”

“Actually, there is no need for you to pick me up. You've already hired a

driver for me. Besides, it's still early. I can drive back myself.”

Ayan squinted and stared at her with his deep and dark eyes, while a

faint smell of tobacco was wafting from the car. Then he said, “I'd like

to.”