Chapter 242 Sprawl

The man on the phone affirmed. "Of course, he does. He's desperate to

find out who's targeting him and who's doing this to the Simpson family.

If he knew who was behind it, he wouldn't have any fear. But now we

are in the dark, of course he has to be prepared.”

Eileen looked serious and said, "you know what to do. I only want the

result that he will break up with Camille and never sees her again. I

don't want to see them in love with each other. The thought of him

falling in love with Camille drives me crazy!"

"Eileen, calm down.”

"How do you expect me to calm down? I've waited so long with no

visible result. If Camille doesn't separate with him, then I'm going to

have to go after her baby. I won't allow her to have his baby."

“That's enough, Eileen, we can talk about these things later. Now all we

have to do is to let Ayan do what we want him to do, and when we get

what we want, you can do what you want!"

Eileen stopped speaking, and clearly disapproved of the man's words.

She was not allowed to hurt Camille, but she only cared about Ayan.

The others didn't matter. Sometimes she even thought that she could

pretend none of this happened as long as Ayan would marry her.

But would God help her?

Ayan came out of the hospital and got in the car. Then he called

Camille back.

But there was no one answering.

It was ringing.

It's the same thing when Camille just called him.

There was still no one answering.

His handsome face was warm and expressionless and his deep eyes

were cold and indifferent. Then he called the driver of Camille. "Where

is she?"

"Mrs. Armstrong is at work."

"Okay."

Ayan went straight to Camille's Company.

After the car was parked downstairs, Ayan took out his phone and

checked the search keyword. It had taken down the story of him and

Eileen at the horse ranch.

But Camille must have known.

He opened the door and got out of the car. Then he walked into the

building where Camille's company was located and took the elevator all

the way up.

Camille did not receive Ayan's call, not because she did not want to

answer, but because she did not hear it ringing.

After she talked with Sienna, Preston called her to discuss the project.

The Armstrong family had approached them about the previous project.

This time, Grace personally approached Preston to discuss the project

in the name of the company, due to Grace's relationship with Camille,

Preston doesn't say agree immediately but talked to Camille instead.

Preston explained, "Cami, if you don't think it's appropriate or

convenient, then I'll say no."

Camille pressed her lips slightly and didn't say no outright. Instead, she

asked, "is this a project you think you can do? Of course, first of all,

don't take me into consideration. Just think about whether this project

will make money for the company.”

"I think so."

“Then send someone to follow up on the case. I'm already busy enough

with the competition and the project I'm working on. I'm not going to be

involved in this cooperation for a while."

"OK." Preston nodded and asked uneasily, "Cami, you're not upset, are

you?"

"Of course not. Business is business. As for my personal matters, I will

take care of them.”

The Armstrong family and Grace were two projects that gave her a

headache at the moment.

The cooperation project of Armstrong Corp was not very big, but it was

the only project that Armstrong Corp could carry out at present, and it

was also the only project that had not been affected after the accident.

In the beginning, because Camille did not give up, this project did not

start, and the other side did not get affected. So that's why it hadn't

been stopped.

In this project, a partner of Armstrong Corp contracted a cluster of villas

that had just been built. Armstrong Corp was responsible for the design

of the environment, etc. Their job was to turn the villas, which were still

rough, into fully renovated villas so that they could be sold for double

the price.

While Camille's firm focused on architecture, it also included interior

designs.

For now, it was Armstrong Corp's only option.

Preston immediately approached Grace, signing a contract that

included a 3 percent share of Armstrong Corp's turnover.

When the deal was finalized, Preston told Camille, “I'm in charge of the

deal. I'll make sure I won't bother you, but I'll never know if you can

show me the designs once they're ready."

Camille laughed.

"Good."

“I'l pay the tuition.”

“That's a little expensive.”

Camille said casually.

Preston looked at her and his eyes glistened deeply. "It doesn’t matter

as long as you are happy,” he said.

Camille just looked up at him for a second, then didn't speak.

Looking into each other's eyes, Camille's lips were slightly pursed and

her eyebrows were slightly twisted. She and Preston were trying to

keep their distance, but sometimes it didn’t work that way.

In particular, Preston looked too directly into her eyes which made

Camille feel uncomfortable.

The next moment, he said softly, "Cami, did you have a fight with him?"

"Oh? No, what makes you think that?"

She looked away naturally.

Preston talked in a deep voice, staring at her, "if it wasn't a fight, why

would he do intimate things like that with other women? He's married to

you so he should keep his distance. Even if he doesn't have feelings for

you, you're pregnant with his child. Isn't that too much?"

"Is it too much?"

Camille sneered and thought to herself. She didn't know if it was too

much, but she knew that if anything happened to Eileen, he would be

there as soon as possible. He was only thinking of Eileen that he

wouldn't even answer her phone.

As she thought about it, she became upset.

She lowered her head and obliviously didn't notice Preston's worrying

face. "Thanks for speaking up for me, Preston," she said gently, "but I

don't want others to misunderstand us. Let's avoid talking about these

things again.”

"Misunderstand? Cami, I'm not afraid of being misunderstood. I just

can't see you being wronged."

His emotions seemed to be stirring.

Camille just smiled gently. "I'm not aggrieved, and I don't feel wronged."

"Really?"

“Really, I just don't want to talk about my personal matters, and some of

these things are probably exaggerated by the media.”

She told him this, but did she really mean it?

In the middle of this conversation, a man's low and dull voice suddenly

arose. "Camille!"

Camille and Preston both looked back at the same time. Ayan was

standing outside the office door. He had no intention of coming in but

looked at her. “I'm here to pick you up from work and take you to see

grandma.”

"Not yet. You can go back first. I've already visited Grandma."

Camille's response was a little cold.

Her words made the man concerned, and he was getting angry all of a

sudden.

He stared at her, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "you're talking to

me like that?"