Chapter 296 Falling

Chapter 296 Falling

This he speaks for himself, and both men know exactly who they are

referring to?

Instead of answering immediately, Camille asked rhetorically, "Do you

care if I tell him?"

Preston froze.

Then laughed, "I told you all about it, so I don't really care, I'm willing to

take it on."

"Yeah, you don't really care, and you're willing to take all the

consequences.”

She murmured and repeated his words.

She smiled coldly: "Preston, you are not doing this at all for my good,

nor do you want to seek justice for me, you just because of your

personal thoughts and mind, you never came over without asking me if

I would like to? We have been friends for so many years, and you did

the thing that made me in a dilemma under the banner of because of

the injustice for me, but you still have to say that it is for my good, you

tell me, how should I choose?"

Camille really felt quite chilled.

She was really particularly helpless.

She did not know how to describe her mood at the moment, she could

only tell herself over and over again, calm down, calm down, don't get

excited, anything at the moment is not enough to make her emotionally

uncontrollable, she has to put the child first.

After Camille said this, she took a silent breath and then got up from

her chair.

She looked at Preston from above and said lightly, “I have nothing

more to say, so let's leave it at that.

With that, Camille turned around and headed out the door.

Preston called out her name, but she didn't stop, instead she picked up

her pace.

Watching her disappear in the restaurant, Preston's face also became

obscure and indifferent, a layer of fog wrapped in the fog between the

eyebrows of the profound and inscrutable, the bottom of the eyes

floating meaningful meaning, so that people can not read his mind.

At the same time, he picked up his phone and made a call out, saying

coldly, "Camille already knows everything, your side is ready to be

ready for action.”

The other party did not know what to say, only to see Preston's face

slightly light, the calculating meaning under the eyes more intense.

After hanging up the phone, he revealed a sly sneer and mentally

murmured, "Ayan, fighting me, you'll never be my opponent.”

Coming out of the restaurant, Camille was not in a good mood.

Sienna had been waiting for her, and now that she saw her, she

immediately greeted her.

She asked, "Well? What did he say? Did he admit it?"

Camille shook her head and looked very uncomfortable.

She said to Sienna, "Get in the car first.”

Sienna nodded and got in the car with Camille. Her car had just been

driven back to the office by a chauffeur when Camille came out, so she

could ride in the same car as Camille at the moment.

After the two got into the car, Camille told Sienna to drive away.

There was silence all the way, Sienna looked at her from time to time,

and from all her reactions and expressions I could see that she was not

in a good mood, and probably guessed what Preston had talked to her

about?

I don't know how long it took, Sienna drove back to the company,

parked the car under the company, both did not go down, the

atmosphere in the car is very quiet.

That's when Camille whispered, "He admitted it, everything, he said he

did it all.”

Sienna expected this answer.

She asked, "So now what? Will you talk to Ayan directly?"

Camille shook her head: "I don't know, I don't know if I want to talk

about it?

Camille turned to face Sienna and she chilled, "Do you know why he

did it?"

"Why?"

"He said it was all because of me, that he created all this on purpose

for me, and because of me he was going to target Ayan, to get Ayan in

trouble, to teach him a lesson.”

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Sienna was confused, what do you mean?

She wrinkled her nose and asked, "Is Preston crazy? He says he's

doing it all for you? What does he mean?"

Camille sneered, she was helpless: "I don't know, but other than the

excuses and reasons he gave, I can't think of why he would do this?"

"Cami, don't blame yourself and don't get carried away, it's none of your

business, so what if it's for you? You didn't force him to do this, let

alone you implied him to do so, these are Preston's personal actions, it

has nothing to do with you."

Sienna anxiously reassures Camille and tries to talk her out of her guilt

and blame.

But Camille didn't listen, she gave a cold chortle and said faintly, “If this

is all because of me, then I am the one who is the culprit, so what is the

difference between me and those sinners who didn't have to do

anything but still managed to get people killed?"

"Camille!" Sienna snapped, "I forbid you to say that, I've already said

it's none of your business, it has nothing to do with you, it's all Preston's

own problem, we'll go tell Ayan now and leave it to Ayan to make a

decision. "

"No!" Camille immediately reached for Sienna's hand as she shook her

head, "I don't know what to tell him, I haven't figured it out yet, and if he

finds out, he'll blame me, right?"

Camille has no bottom at all, especially in this case, and she really

doesn't dare to tell Sienna or herself with any certainty that Ayan

believes her.

So she hesitated.

There was a lot of apprehension inside.

Instead of getting out of the car and going to the office, Camille asked

Sienna to take her back to her apartment.

Camille was not in a good mood all afternoon. When she came back to

the apartment, her aunt was preparing dinner and when she saw her

return, she smiled, "Is it some kind of holiday today? Why are you and

Ayan both back so early?"

Camille froze and asked, "Ayan’s back?"

“Yeah, it's been a while since I got back, he was already home when I

came over."

Auntie responded and went on to prepare dinner.

Camille looked at the closed bedroom door with a slightly strained

expression and thought to herself, "Why is he back so early?

Usually still working at this hour, what's going on today?

When a person is hiding things in her heart and is weak, her heart will

follow the nonsense.

But after confirming again and again that Ayan could not possibly know,

she put down her bag and then went and knocked on the bedroom

door to enter.

Ayan was lying against the soft leather sofa in the bedroom, his eyes

were closed as if he was sleeping, Camille slowed down and walked

over to him, she leaned over and stared at him, trying to see if he was

asleep or not?

But she could not wait for the answer, the man's deep black eyes

suddenly opened, the next second her hand was held, the waist is also

ready to be hooked by a large palm, the whole person's weight is

unstable, and fell directly into the man's arms.

Because he was there, so she did not have the slightest fear or worry,

because she knew that he would protect her well.

She sat in his arms, looked into his sleepy eyes, and asked softly, "Why

are you back so early today?"

He said in a hoarse voice, "Come back early if there's nothing going

on."

Camille hmms, vaguely aware that he doesn't seem to be in a good

mood.

She asked again, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." He stared down at her, "And you? Why are you back so

early? No overtime today?"

"Well, no, I'm a little tired, so I'll be back early."

She said, and her eyes looked away with it.

Ayan watched her every move and asked in a shallow voice, "What

about you? Where have you been today?"

Camille's eyes pause slightly, only half a second to return to normal,

expression calm without the slightest difference, she said: "went to see

grandma.”

"When did you go to see Grandma?"

"In the afternoon.”

“I was there, too. Why didn't I see you?" He looked her straight in the

eyes for a moment, waiting for her answer.